“Now,” Maida announced at breakfast a week later, “we’ve had all the vacation we’re going to get—at least all that the Big Six get. To-morrow begins our work. Father said we could plan it ourselves how it was to be done and unless our plans were bad ones, we could keep right on with them. Now I propose that, right after breakfast, you boys go to the barn and make a program of your work. We girls will stay here and make a program for ourselves. You remember what it is you’re expected to do?” Notwithstanding protests that they remembered everything, she recited briefly1 again to the boys the list of their duties.
After breakfast, as directed, the Big Six divided. The boys proceeded to the barn. The girls settled themselves in the big, comfortable living-room, began to discuss the work that they were to do. Rosie, in some inexplicable2 way, soon took control; was handling the situation in the practical, efficient way that was typical of her.
“Do you know how to make a bed, Maida?” she asked.
“No,” Maida answered dolefully, “I never made one in my life. It looks easy though.”
“It’s easy to make a bed badly,” Rosie said with emphasis. “How about you Laura?”
“Well,” Laura replied slowly, “I have made one.”
Rosie groaned3. “I know what it will look like,” she commented. “Now I can make a bed,” she boasted. “Right after we finish this, I’ll take you upstairs and show you both. Now, how about cooking?”
Maida looked aghast. “I never cooked anything in my life.”
“That’s what I thought,” Rosie remarked grimly. “How about cooking, Laura?”
“I can make pop-overs, one-two-three-four cake and cup-custard,” Laura stated proudly. “And, oh yes, fudge!”
“Is that all?” Rosie asked scornfully.
“Yes,” Laura admitted.
“Can either of you make a fire?” Rosie went on.
“Well, as far as I can see,” Rosie decided5, “we’ve got to begin at the very beginning. Now I’ve been thinking this matter over and[Pg 97] it seems to me there’s only one fair way of doing it and that is for us to weed the flower garden all together every morning; each one of us to take care of their own room—”
“Her own room,” Maida corrected. She added roguishly, “I thought you were beginning to feel too important, Rosie.”
“All right, smarty-cat! Her own room. Then when it comes to Floribel’s day out, we’ll take turns in planning the three meals. But every Thursday, one of us must have the day in charge. On that day the other two are only assistants.”
“Rosie,” Maida exclaimed, “I think you are perfectly6 wonderful! That seems to me to be absolutely all right. Don’t you think so, Laura?”
“Yes,” Laura answered equally enthusiastic, “I think it’s marvelous.”
“Well, then,” Rosie began again, “let’s begin to plan meals for this Thursday.”
They were deep in this interesting task when the boys returned from the barn. They compared plans.
The boys’ plan did not differ so very much from the girls’ except that, when it came to the work in the vegetable garden they had decided to weed in rotation7. Also in rotation,[Pg 98] they were to sprinkle garden and tennis court nightly, to roll the tennis court daily. Each boy was to make his own bed. There was a typewriter in the library and they spent the next half-hour typing out these plans and making as many copies as there were children. Then they pinned them up in their rooms.
“Say,” Arthur declared suddenly, “you girls have got to show us how to make a bed. I suppose I could make one, after a fashion, but I never have. I don’t know how to begin.”
“I do,” said Harold unexpectedly. “I learned how to make beds last summer at camp. I’ll show you.”
“Show us now,” Arthur demanded.
The three boys started in the direction of the barn.
“Let’s go too,” Rosie whispered. “Isn’t it a joke to think of boys trying to make beds? I’d like to see the bed after Harold has finished with it.”
The girls tagged the boys; followed them upstairs into the barn.
At once Harold began in the most business-like way to strip the bed. It was apparent that on arising he had pulled the covers back to air. Then with swift, efficient movements, he began to re-make it.
“Goodness!” Rosie exclaimed humbly8 in a moment, “I can’t make a bed as well as that. I’m going to learn too.”
Indeed, the bed looked like a mathematical problem which had just been solved, and as Harold proceeded to clean up the room in the way he had learned at camp, the others followed him with respectful glances. Harold tidied the three chiffoniers and the three closets. When he finished, the room had a look of military perfection.
“Now,” he commanded, “Arthur you make your bed and Dicky you make yours; I’ll supervise the job.”
“I’m going right back to my room and re-make my bed, Harold,” Maida declared. “It looks as though somebody had driven an automobile9 over it.”
The boys rejoined the girls after a while and again they went over their plans. In the midst of it all, Granny Flynn came in to see what was keeping them so quiet. They showed her the typewritten schedules and she approved them highly. “They ought to work like a charm,” she averred11.
And indeed, it seemed as though her prophecy were a true one. About the same hour the next morning, twin alarm-clocks rang out; one in the barn, another in Maida’s room. Very soon after, a sleepy boy—Arthur had volunteered for the first day in the garden—emerged from the barn; three sleepy girls from the house. They weeded busily for half an hour. In the meantime, another sleepy boy was rolling the tennis court which had been hosed the night before. Then came breakfast. Immediately after breakfast, rooms were made speckless13.
With the girls, this continued to be a kind of game. They not only prided themselves on keeping their chambers14 clean, but they actually tried to match the flowers they placed there to the chintzes and wallpapers.
“It’s fun to take care of these darling rooms,” Rosie declared again and again. “They’re so little I feel as though we ought to buy a doll’s broom and a doll’s carpet-sweeper and a doll’s dust-pan and brush. I never saw such sweet furniture in all my life, and how I love the roof slanting15 down like that!”
“I feel that way too—exactly as though I[Pg 101] were putting a doll’s house in order,” Laura coincided happily.
As for the boys—they bothered with no flowers. Indeed a military plainness prevailed in the barn. This of course meant also a military neatness to which no one of them was accustomed but Harold. Harold constituted himself critic-in-chief. And he proved a stern critic indeed. He would not permit the sheets on the bed to deviate16 one hair’s breadth from perfect horizontality or absolute verticality17. A bit of paper on the floor elicited18 an immediate12 rebuke19. He even stipulated20 the exact spots on the chiffonier-tops where brush, comb and mirror were to be kept and he saw that the other boys kept them there. The victims of his passion for military order had to roll their pajamas21 in a certain way and put them in a certain place. A similar neatness characterized the closets. Coats and trousers had to be hung on special hangers22; ties on special hooks. As for bureau drawers—Harold maintained that there was a place for everything and woe23 to Dicky or Arthur when everything was not in its place.
Immediately after the rooms were done in[Pg 102] the morning came errands. The first morning, Granny let the Big Six do all the marketing24, even what could have been done over the telephone; so that they could get to know where the shops were. They proceeded on their bicycles, with Maida for a guide, to Satuit Center. Maida took them to the Post Office; to the butcher; the grocer; the coalman; the wood-man; the hardware shop; the ice cream establishment—even to the little dry-goods shops and to the cobbler. She introduced them to all these village authorities.
“After to-day,” Maida explained, “we’ll have to do only part of Granny’s marketing for her. And only one of us need attend to it.”
“Oh let’s do it every day—and all together,” Dicky burst out impulsively25.
“You think you’ll enjoy that because it’s new to you,” Maida laughed, “but you’ll soon get tired of it. No, we’d better take turns.”
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday went by. More and more certainly Granny Flynn’s prophecy seemed on the way to be proved true. The twin sets of plans worked perfectly. It looked as though the summer were going by without a hitch26. Then came Thursday—Floribel’s and Zeke’s day out.
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