Do you notice that there is not a coloured feather among them?
The squab that is hatched with one you may have for breakfast.

Now let's go find something to eat, and I will finish the bridge so you can rest there to-night and watch the sun set on Singing Water." So they went into the cabin and prepared food, and then the Harvester told the Girl to make herself so pretty that she would be a picture and come and talk to him while he finished the roof.

She went to her room, found a pale lavender linen dress and put it on, dusted the pink powder thickly, and went where a wide bench made an inviting place in the shade.

There she sat and watched her lightly expressed whim take shape.
"Soon as this is finished," said the Harvester, "I am going to begin on that tea table.

I can make it in a little while, if you want it to match the other furniture." "I do," said the Girl.
"Wonder if you could draw a plan showing how it should appear.