CHOOSING A PROFESSION. 145

The boys chatted a few minutes after din-
ner, and then went to the field to finish Tom’s
task for the day. This was done in about an
hour.

“ Now for the island!” shouted Tom.

“ But your sister wishes to go with you,” re-
plied Howard.

“No; she is busy in her garden to-day. I
bought a variety of flower seeds for her, and
she has not put them all in the ground
yet.”

So they went, Howard and Tom, and landed
on the island by three o’clock in the after-
noon.

Howard had often heard of a log-cabin, but
had never seen one before. Here was a
genuine log-cabin, built of eight-feet logs, that
freshets had, from time to time, thrown upon
the island. These logs were nicely laid one
upon another to the height of six feet, and then
roofed over with a steep roof made of boards.
The cabin had a space left for a door, and ‘qo.
window-places to let in light.

“*Come into my parlor, said a spider *

Tis the neatest parlor that PE
is the neatest parlor that ev.» oo. aid spy.”