with ladders and scaffolds. While the men were unloading their paraphernalia from the wagon, Jethro talked to Linda.
"Place would look better if the house were painted," he said crisply. "I want to make a show place of this farm. Get better prices for the crop. It'll be good advertising."
"It's what Enoch always wanted," she said breathlessly.
"Green with white window-frames," said Jethro.
"Yes," she whispered, "and a red chimney."
When the house was finished Jethro dug up the garden and sent away for geraniums and rose-bushes.
"Can't wait to raise flowers from seed," he said. "Next summer we may."
Thus gradually all the dreams which Enoch had for his mother were coming true. Before the painters left they went over every room in the house, fixed the cracks in the walls, painted the ceilings, varnished the woodwork and even the floors.
"Might as well fix everything while they
