"You might even charge admission for a day or two," said Jack, gravely,
"and introduce us to them, and make a little money."
Carl was rather annoyed at this, but his mother calmed him by showing
him a letter she had just gotten from one of her brothers, asking her to
let one of her boys spend his Christmas holidays in the country with
him.
"I want you to go, Carl," she said.
He was very much pleased, but looked sober when he thought of his pets.
"Laura and I will take care of them," said his mother, "and start the
new management of them."
"Very well," said Carl, "I will go then; I've no young ones now, so you
will not find them much trouble."
I thought it was a great deal of trouble to take care of them. The first
morning after Carl left, Billy, and Bella, and Davy, and I followed Miss
Laura upstairs. She made us sit in a row by the door, lest we should
startle the canaries. She had a great many things to do. First, the
canaries had their baths. They had to get them at the same time every
morning. Miss Laura filled the little white dishes with water and put
them in the cages, and then came and sat on a stool by the door.
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