that five Beechams must take out these extra thousands of
three-inch plants; and after that, hoe them; and after that. . . .

Her knees were so sore that night that Grandpa bought her
overalls. He got her and Dick big straw hats, too, though it was
too late to keep their faces from blistering. All the Beechams
but Grandma wore overalls. She couldn't bring herself to it. That
night she made herself a sunbonnet out of an old shirt, sitting
close to a candle stuck in a pop bottle.


[Illustration: Rose-Ellen and Dick]


"I clean forgot to look over the beans and put them to soak," she
said wearily, from her bed.

Rose-Ellen scooped herself farther into her layer of straw. She
ought to offer to get up and look over those beans, but she
simply couldn't make herself.

"It seems like I can't stay up another ten minutes," Grandma
excused herself, "after the field work and redding up and such.
But we're getting like all the rest of them, buying the groceries
that we can fix easiest, even though they cost twice as much and
ain't half as nourishing. And when you can't trade at but one
place it's always dearer. . . ."

Mr. Lukes had guaranteed their account at the store, because of
the pay due them at the end of the season. So they went on