AN INTERESTING LITTLE HOUSE 
BUILDER 
Uncle John and the children had been away 
for an all-day tramp, and the things which they 
brought home would, as Mother dryly observed, 
have “ cluttered up a museum! ” 
“ Give us time, Lucy,” her brother smiled boy¬ 
ishly, “ and we will have them all labeled and 
tucked away in first-class house-keepy fashion. 
Such hosts of story topics and illustrations as we 
have, mostly along lines pertaining to our little 
craftsmen neighbors.” 
“ If you are going to talk about them,” put in 
Ruth eagerly, “ tell about mine. You said you 
would this evening.” 
“All right, honey,” agreed Uncle John, set¬ 
tling comfortably into a big easy-chair. “ I sup¬ 
pose we might as well get that off our hands the 
first thing,” and from his pocket he produced a 
shell w T hich brought a howl of derision from the 
boys. 
“A snail shell,” ejaculated Max. “ We' all 
know about snails.” 
“ It isn’t either, smarty,” his small sister re- 
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