"Oh, that's two secrets!" cried Nan. "Bert has one and now there's one
here."

"What is Bert's secret?" asked Nan's mother.

"I don't know yet; he won't tell me."

"Yes, I'll tell you to-morrow," said her brother. "But what's this about
Father going away, Mother? Are we going too?"

"Supper am ready, chilluns!" exclaimed the voice of Dinah, the cook, and
that ended the talk about secrets for the time being.

"But when are you going to tell me _yours?_" Nan managed to whisper to her
brother when the dessert was being served.

"Come down to the lumberyard to-morrow afternoon," he whispered. "It's
almost done."

Without telling Flossie or Freddie anything about it, Nan slipped off by
herself the next afternoon, and from the watchman in her father's
lumberyard learned that Bert and another boy were in one of the sheds. As
Nan came closer she could hear the noise of hammering and sawing.

"Oh, Bert, what are you making?" cried Nan, as she saw her brother and
Tommy Todd busy with sticks, boards, hammer and nails.

"This is the _Bird!_" cried Bert, waving a hammer at something that, so
far, did not look like much of anything.