Ethel Morton at Sweetbrier Lodge

ul, Ethel Brown! I'm so af

r and their other cousin, Dorothy Smith, take Dicky Morton's newly

ittle dinky thing! It didn't hurt it a bit, thou

re better suited than those of the girls for making the tran

red all thre

st have fallen off the tray when he w

ed panth," said Dicky, examining the cripple, for in spite of his small supply of seven years he had learned from his big

announced when she added together the numbers which eac

ling their attention to the behavior of the just-installed little fowls

s thought the old hen taught the chicks to scratch, and there's a little chap sc

ratching is as natural as ea

s. As the oatmeal disappeared the chickens looked about them for shelter and discovered the strips of cloth that

ead under his wing like a grown

ittle higher tho they won't crowd

rged Ethel Brown, and her brother agreed that there was no need of haste, but he watched them closely un

who had never seen an incubator and brooder in o

hey are

n will t

s. They're a good

oder a really go

ed Ethel Blue. "It isn't anythi

ep-mothers are horri

d Dicky. "All the fairy s

ories," snif

are right about step-moth

know one?" a

feeling that they couldn't love

loves you just as well as she does her

er's niece," corrected Ethel Blue; "

step-mother shoul

but I don't believe she ever is,"

n experience," cried Dorothy, "and we've got this chicken family moved into it

t that they were living on now, but farther away from the Mortons' and nearer the farm where lived the Mo

the ground when I was there the

Tipperary hats set at the same angle on their heads, and only the different colors of their eyes and hair distinguishing them to a careless o

he

ellar

lar walls were

e isn't stone all cut, concrete is

ever, I was readi

ypt are partly made of concrete, they think, a

her house to last three

roof, any way, because we're som

e cousins feel that she wanted them to have a share in the pleasure that she and Dorothy were having in making a shelter for themselves after their many years of wandering. She and her

hs, they saw that the gravel for the concrete was being hauled to the top of the hill whe

y!" exclaimed Dorothy. "There's

an bowed to them as they r

antly. "We're going to make all our preparations for mixing the

to-morrow after school, will you?" asked Doro

your luncheon," Mr. Anderson returned as he walked away to attend to the placing o

e hauling men have made all your friends' horses will be puffing

esponded. "It's going to sweep around the foot of the knoll and come gently up the side a

long walk for

king for herself,"

lk most of the time even if Aunt

hill away from the proposed driveway. "It will be a short cut and it's

rm if you could see i

You mustn't have things confused, you know," and she sho

ee the grounds from an airship," guessed Ethel Brown, "but

o particular about it," insisted Dorothy. "Th

an evening gown for her one day. She made certain lines straight and other lines curved, but the two kinds of lines didn't cross each other any o

use and the garage?" Ethel Brown reminded them. "We had to draw several positions for the different beds b

We found we had to follow Roger

f geometry in laying out a

wn's older sister and brother.

e cellar and watched the Italian laborers

ut making the earth wall smo

if the wall is to be con

eerly at the foot on bot

answered Dorothy briefly.

red to the question. "That concrete foot gives a good solid foundation, and it helps to repel the frost if that

irls

you see; that is to keep the concrete in plac

soft li

d two and one-half parts of sand and

l nodde

xing machine making a stiff batter of thos

Ethel Brown. "You have to be careful the stones-the raisins-don

at the other end concrete in a soft state. Then the men shovel the stuff into the space between the fence and the e

ery ugly with that old plank wa

s will be

lines where the cracks

will come against a perfectly smooth surface. When the wood is taken away the men will go over it with a

rothy, who was afraid she had hurt Mr. Anderson's

own right through it," and the contractor took out his notebook and

f Sweetbrier Lodge as

to be made of?"

fle toward this end, and there a drainage pipe will be laid to carry off any water

s that

he corners and sides where it joins the walls, so

" remarked Ethel Brown. "Sometimes you ca

a mixture of rich cement and sand mortar, and I think you'll find,

ly and beamed at them so amiably that they fel

ything better to sugge

f, giving a roar of am

e stood at the spot where was to be the front of the house,

to north, south, east and west. Mother said that if the front was due south the b

hilly sound," shi

rooms that have a northern exposure will als

ve her dining room where th

day if you eat your breakfast in the sunshine. By this plan of Mother's e

cement?" she inquired. "Ethel Brown and I saw a beauty at Mrs. Schermerhorn's and perhaps he'd l

ere the contractor was just about t

e concrete to-morrow to make a bird's b

ed Mr. Anderson. "How a

n a pan and squeeze another pan

like that," returne

to make it

all three girls

enthusiasm and of

r your garden, Miss Dorothy;-why don't

could

e a space between the walls, then you could fill the space with concrete. When it set, you could take out the inner tub afte

med Dorothy, "but wouldn

where you want to have it in your garden you can have a hole du

space between the tub and

t stand untouched for a while. Then take

concrete floor and

the whole thing at once. Put in your tub which is

uired Eth

he walls right off quick. You can't fool

er fresh in the tub?" as

d, not knowin

d, "but they would have to have fresh water, would

ub-mold and pour the concrete around it. When the concrete has hardened you pull out the stick and there is a hole. Then y

r running off all the time?

aterproofing stuff mixed with the materials. You have your gardener dig a ho

s that

grease you

cake won

side of the wooden forms with paper. That isn'

thel Brown as the girls watched Mr. Anderson's skill in taking his little car ov

ll need to-morrow," urged Dorothy. "I'll have to find Patric

ou going to

the open place on

," objected

y n

If you're going to have gold fi

, wouldn't it?" considered her cousin. "Wh

will grow out a long way from the trunk of the tree and

hing like a root break concr

ck in a concrete wall of his on the farm that

wouldn't hurt it, though; why can't it go near those shrubs that

at throws a shadow over the shrubs for a part of the day. That's all

Patrick should make no mistake, and then the girls