CHAPTER III

In the midst of the hurry and confusion and fright, Abbie gathered that they were all to get back into the wagons and “go down to Grandpa Deal’s,” wherever that was. Everything that could be handled easily was thrown into the wagons. Janet rolled a fresh batch of bread and raised doughnuts into a homespun tablecloth. Tom tied old Whitey to the back of his wagon and put her new calf in the end of the box so she could see her offspring and not bellow for it. Abbie clutched the hairy chest in protecting arms. The cava…