Betsy, do you hear a noise?
Yes, Tom; what is it?
It is the mill by our house; logs are cut there.
How do they cut the logs, Tom,—with an ax?
Not with an ax, Betsy, the work is too hard; they cut them with a saw.
Can we go and see the mill at work, Tom?
Yes, I think so. The air is cool, and we can walk in the shade. We should go soon, Betsy, or the pile of wood will be gone.
Our two goats and the cart are here, Tom; we can ride to the mill. It is not up hill, and the goats can pull us fast.