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Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill - Or, Jasper Parloe's Secret by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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"Oh, Ruth!" she cried. "You're always busy-- especially if I chance to
want you at all particularly."

"If you will be a drone yourself, Helen, you must expect to be always
hunting company," laughed Ruth. "Just what is troubling Miss Cameron
at present?"

"We're going to dress the Cove Chapel for to-morrow. You know, I told
you our guild attends to the decoration of the chapel and I've just
set my heart on making a great pillow of buttercups. The fields are
full of them. And Tom says he'll help. Now, you'll come; won't you?"

"If I come for buttercups it will have to he after the butter comes!"
returned Ruth, laughing.

She had begun to beat the dasher up and down and little particles of
cream sprayed up through the hole in the cover of the jar, around the
handle of the dasher. Helen looked on with growing interest.

"And is that the way to make butter?" she asked. "And the cream's
almost white. Our butter is yellow-- golden. Just as golden as the
buttercups. Do you color it?"

"Not at this time of year. I used to help Miss True make butter. She
had a cow. She said I was a good butter maker. You see, it's all in
the washing after the butter comes. You wait and see."

"But I want to pick buttercups-- and Tom is waiting down by the
bridge."
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