The Nest would serve us well in that time of year
when it was fine and dry, but we should have to look out for some spot
where we could build a house that would keep us from the rain the next
time the storms came.
Fritz thought that we might find a cave, or cut one out of the rocks by
the sea shore. I told him that this would be a good plan, but would
take a long while to do. By this time the boys were all well used to
hard work, and they thought they would much like to try their skill at
some new kind of work.
"Well," said I, "we will go to the rocks round Tent House the first
fine day that comes, and try to find some place that will serve to keep
us from the next year's storms."
CHAPTER XI.
I CAN not tell how glad we all were when we at last saw a change in the
sky, and felt once more the warm rays of the sun. In a few days the
floods sank in the earth, and left the ground of a bright green hue;
the air grew warm and dry, and there were no more dark clouds to be
seen in the sky.
We found our young trees had put forth new leaves, and the seed we had
sown had come up through the moist ground. The air had a fresh sweet
smell, for it bore the scent of the bloom which hung like snow flakes
on the boughs of the fruit trees; the songs and cries of the birds were
to be heard on all sides, and we could see them fly from tree to tree
in search of twigs to build their nests.
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