Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

84 Four Little Blossoms at Brookside Farm
to "drive," holding the reins carefully as he told
them, "Because," said Peter seriously, "even if
you're only learning, you might as well begin
right."
When they reached the mill, Jerry and Terry
were tied to
a post and Peter and the children
went inside. Bobby was rather disappointed
with the outside of the mill; he had expected it
to look like the mills he saw in pictures, with
great wide sails
flattened against the sky.
"Electric power runs this mill," Peter explained
when Bobby asked where the sails were.
"You'll find plenty to see inside."
A short, stout man in a dusty white coat met
them, and Peter gave him his
order.
"I've some little folk9 from down the state a
way with me," Peter told the man.
"Guess you
can show 'em round the mill a bit this morning?"
"I should say so!" was the hearty answer.
"Come along, everybody, and we'll see just how
grain is
milled."
It was not a real flour mill. That is, not one
of the great mills that turn millions of bushels