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I restrained the children until after dinner, which my wife hastened. By that time Junior was on hand with a small wagonload of pails and pans.
"Oh, dear, I wanted you to help me this afternoon," my wife had said, but, seeing the dismayed look on the children's faces, had added, "Well, there's no hurry, I suppose. We are comfortable, and we shall have stormy days when you can't be out."