do that in a hurry. He said so."

"No. She's worrying about her boy. That boy with the funny name.
Sneezer."

"Yes, I know," said Rose.

"She is afraid he will come back and find the cabin burned and go away
again without her knowing it," said Russ gravely, tiptoeing to his
sister's bedside.

"Yes. Mother says it's real pitiful the way she takes on," sighed the
little girl.

"Well, Rose, you and I can help about that," said Russ confidently.

"How can we?" she asked, in surprise.

"We can write a sign and stick it up on a pole down there by the burned
cabin. We'll make a sign saying that Mammy June is up here at the big
house and for Sneezer to come and see her."

"Oh, goody!" cried Rose, but still under her breath. "That's a fine
idea, Russ."

"Don't say anything about it to anybody," warned her brother, eager to
make a secret of the plan that had popped into his head. "We'll write
that sign early in the morning and go down there and stick it up. Want
to?"