THE YOUNG SCIENTIST. 
19 
Three Amateur Workers— and What 
They Did— YI. 
BY FRED. T. HODGSON. 
SEVEEAL evenings after Fred had 
finished the mitre-box, Mr. Carpenter, 
Mrs. Carpenter, Jessie and the boys were 
sitting at the tea table, when Mrs. Carpen- 
ter asked Fred how he was getting along 
in the workshop. 
" I think I am doing very well. Ma ; at 
least Pa says I am, and you know he 
would not say so if I was not. I have 
made a mitre-box, and a w^ork-bench, and 
two saw-horses, and I think I will soon 
be able to make you something nice ; a 
flower stand or a cabinet, or some other 
equally good thing." 
" I do not wish you to make anything 
for me yet, Fred. You must first make 
something for Jessie and Ellwood, and 
yourself. I can wait, and it will please 
me as well to see you make something for 
your brother and sister, as it will to have 
you make things for me." 
" Oh yes !" said Ellwood, " I want Fred 
to make me a wagon or a sleigh, the first 
thing. Can't he. Ma?" 
" Why, Ellwood," said Mr. Carpenter, 
" you know you had a wagon a short time 
ago. I think you can afford to wait a little 
while before getting another. Don't you 
think, Ellwood, that we all ought to give 
way like your Ma, and, instead of asking- 
Fred to make anything for you or I, go 
to work and help him to make a little 
house for your sister Jessie?" 
" Never mind me just yet," said Jessie, 
"I can wait until Ellwood gets his 
wagon." 
" You are too kind, my dear," said her 
father. " I am sure Ellwood will be 
pleased to see you have a nice play house 
finished before he gets his wagon." 
"Of course I will," said the boy, "I did 
not think about Jessie's house, or ij 
wouldn't have mentioned about the j 
wagon. Can't we go in the shop and i 
start making the house to-night. Pa ?" | 
"Yes," said Mr. Ca^rpenter, "we willj 
go in as soon as tea is over, but we can- 1 
not do much at it to-night, w^e can cut 
the stuff up, however, and make such 
preliminary arrangements as may be 
necessary. Before we can finish the house 
I will be compelled to buy some more 
tools for you ; and now I think of it, I 
must also purchase a good scroll saw, one 
that can be driven by foot-power." 
"'Oh yes. Pa!" cried out Ellwood, "and 
get a Saw with a turning lathe attached, 
that will be jolly, for then I can turn base 
ball clubs and other things." 
" I don't think it will be wise to get a 
scroll saw with a lathe attached, Ell- 
wood," said Mr. Carpenter. " All the 
tools I have purchased so far, are good, 
and capable of doing any kind of work 
within their range, and I think it will be 
better, when I do buy a lathe, to get one 
that will be in keeping with the tools 
already purchased. You cannot do any 
heavy work with those small lathes that 
are usually attached to saws ; they will do 
small Avork very well, and many nice 
things can be made with them, but one 
of them would not suit us ; I will get a 
good saw— one that will cut thick stuff as 
well as thin, and then it will answer all 
our purposes." 
By this time tea was over, and the 
father and his two boys rose from the 
table and went direct to the workshop. 
Jessie W'Ould have gone too, but it was 
her usual custom — good girl as she was — 
to assist her mother and the servant, to 
put the dining room in order when tea 
was over. She soon followed her brothers 
into the shop, however, as she was jast 
as anxious about her prospective play 
house, as any other little girl would be 
that was going to get one made. 
When Jessie reached the shop, her 
father asked her how many rooms she 
w^ould like to have in her play house. 
"Well, Pa," she replied, "let me see. 
I think I w^ould like to have a dining 
room, a parlor, a kitchen, pantry, and 
three or four bed rooms, a main hall 
down stairs, and a nice hall up stairs, 
and " 
"Stop, my dear girl! stop!" said Mr. 
Carpenter, " you will give Fred a year's 
work if you continue. I think, if you get a 
play house with four rooms, and two halls 
in the main part, with a kitchen and 
pantry attached, it will be quite large 
enough for you. Don't you think so my 
pet?" 
