A couple of months on the farm will do all of my nieces good.

Beth is still with Louise, you know, and they must find the city deadly dull, just now.

The farm's the thing.

And the Major can run up to see us for a couple of weeks in the hot weather, and we'll all have a glorious, lazy time." "And we can take Mary along to do the cooking," suggested Patsy, entering into the idea enthusiastically.
"And eat in our shirt-sleeves!" said Uncle John, with a glowing face.
"And have a cow and some pigs!" cried the girl.
"Pah!" said the Major, scornfully.

"You talk as if it were a real farm, instead of a place no one would have as a gift." Uncle John looked sober again.
"Anyone live on the place, Major ?" he inquired.
"I believe not.