Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

The Picnic 133
was impossible not to like this bluff, red-faced
man with the loud voice.
"I had intended to give a little reward to the
person who did me this service," went on Mr.
Sparks.
"Finding there's two of 'em, rightly I
should double it. But Mrs. Hayward, I hear,
doesn't want you to take money — good notion,
too, in a way, I guess. Suppose I give you one
of these little calves now. How would that
do?"
"One of those darling little calves?" cried
Meg.
"To keep?" echoed Bobby.
"To keep, of course," assented Mr. Sparks.
"You pick the critter you want, and I guess Mrs.
Hayward will pasture it for you."
"Sure she will," promised Jud, who was standing
by with a delighted smile.
"And after you
go back to Oak Hill, I'll take good care of it
and next summer you can come up and see your
own cow."
Aunt Polly and Linda and Peter all
had to
be summoned, and then, with every one's
help
and advice, not forgetting the twins', Bobby and