heard of getting a crow to help clean house. I wish he could scrub floors as well as he clears out cupboards."
The scrubbing, indeed, looked anything but an inviting task. Jean succeeded fairly well with the parlour floor, but declared when that was finished that her wrists were so tired that she couldn't hold the scrubbing-brush another moment. Marjory and Bettie together scrubbed the floor of the tiny dining-room. Mabel made a brilliant success of one of the little bedrooms, but only, the other girls said, by accidentally tipping over a pail of clean water upon it, thereby rinsing off a thick layer of soap. Then Jean, having rested for a little while, finished the remaining bedroom and Marjory scoured the pantry shelves.
The kitchen floor was rough and very dirty. Nobody wanted the task of scrubbing it. The tired girls leaned against the wall, looked at the floor and then at one another.
