ROLLO ON THE TREE BRIDGE. Page 14.
JACOB ABBOTT.
ROLLO IN THE WOODS.
Boston:
PHILLIPS, SAMPSON & COMPANY,
PUBLISHERS.
Entered according to Act of Congress, In the year 1857, by
PHILLIPS, SAMPSON & CO.,
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts.
CONTENTS.
| BRIDGE BUILDING |
| A VISITOR. |
| DIFFICULTY. |
| HEARTS WRONG. |
| HEARTS RIGHT AGAIN. |
ROLLO AT PLAY
IN
THE WOODS.
THE SETTING OUT.
One pleasant morning in the autumn, when Rollo was about five years old,he was sitting on the platform, behind his father's house, playing. Hehad a hammer and nails, and some small pieces of board. He was trying tomake a box. He hammered and hammered, and presently he dropped his workdown and said, fretfully,
"O dear me!"
"What is the matter, Rollo?" said Jonas,—for it happened that Jonas wasgoing by just then, with a wheelbarrow.
"I wish these little boards would not split so. I cannot make my box."
"You drive the nails wrong; you put the wedge sides with the grain."
"The wedge sides!" said Rollo; "what are the wedge sides,—and thegrain? I do not know what you mean."
But Jonas went on, trundling his wheelbarrow; though he looked round andtold Rollo that he could not stop to explain it to him then.
Rollo was discouraged about his box. He thought he would look and seewhat Jonas was going to do. Jonas trundled the wheelbarrow along, untilhe came opposite the barn-door, and there he put it down. He went intothe barn, and presently came out with an axe. Then he took the sides ofthe wheelbarrow off, and placed them up against the barn. Then he laidthe axe down across the wheelbarrow, and went into the barn again.Pretty soon he brought out an iron crowbar, and laid that down also inthe wheelbarrow, with the axe.
Then Rollo called out,
"Jonas, Jonas, where are you going?"
"I am going down into the woods beyond the brook."
"What are you going to do?"
"I am going to clear up some ground."
"May I go with you?"
"I should like it—but that is not for me to say."
Rollo knew by this that he must ask his mother. He went in and askedher, and she, in return, asked him if he had read his lesson thatmorning. He said he had not; he had forgotten it.
"Then," said his mother, "you must first go and read a quarter of anhour."
Rollo was sadly disappointed, and also a little displeased. He turnedaway, hun