the Sabbath day. Don't you ever do it again until you are big
enough to be called Christopher!"

Sitting down so hard in the dirt had hurt Kit a little bit, and
scared him a good deal, so he said, "No, father."

Then they walked all around the mill. They peeped inside a door
which was open, and saw the pumps working away.

"Yes," said Father Vedder, "it is nip and tuck between wind and
water in Holland. Let us sit down here on the canal bank, in the
sunshine, and I will tell you what hard work has to be done to
keep this good land of ours. And it is a good land! We should be
thankful for it! Just see the rich green meadows over there, with
the cows grazing in them!" Father Vedder pointed to the
beautiful fields across the canal. "The grass is so rich and
fresh, that the cows here give more milk than any other cows in
the whole world!"

"That's what Mother says," said Kat.

"The Holland butter and cheese are famous everywhere," went on
Father Vedder; "and we have all the good milk we want to drink,
besides. The Dutch gardens, too, are the finest in the world."

"And ours is one of the best of Dutch gardens, isn't it, Father?"
said Kit.

"It's a very good garden," said Father Vedder, proudly. "No one
can raise better onions and cabbage and carrots than I can. And