Another thing, I have to make a trip to the store today and I’ll talk this over with your grandfather. He may be able to help some way.”
After Papa left, things were a little different. The tree didn’t look as big, and my ax wasn’t as heavy.
I even managed to sing a little as I chopped away.
When my sister came with the lunch bucket, I could have kissed her, but I didn’t.
She took one look at the big tree and her blue eyes got as big as a guinea’s egg.
“You’re crazy,” she gasped, “absolutely crazy. Why, it’ll take a month to cut that tree down, and all for an old coon.”
I was so busy with the fresh side pork, fried eggs, and hot biscuits, I didn’t pay much attention to her.
After all, she was a girl, and girls don’t think like boys do.
She raved on. “You can’t possibly cut it down today, and what are you going to do when it gets dark?”
“I’m going to keep right on chopping,” I said. “I stayed with it last night, didn’t I?
Well, I’ll stay till it’s cut down. I don’t care how long it takes.”
My sister got upset. She looked at me, threw back her small head, and looked up to the top of the big sycamore.
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