"Be good children and don't disturb cook; she will be very busy
to-day," mother said as she kissed Billy and Betty good-bye. It was
not until she had gone that they thought of what had happened to them.
"We can't go to the parade," Betty said.
"Our flag isn't out!" Billy said.
"We must put it out ourselves then," Betty said, but that was not very
easy to do.
The Wolcott flag was very large and very tender because it was so old.
It had to be handled with great care, and Billy and Betty were not
very big.
"We must hang it all ourselves because it is the flag of our country,"
Billy said. So they carried it out to the piazza, and unfolded it
there very, very carefully.
"Now how are we going to get it up to the top of the piazza?" Betty
asked.
There were three hooks on the edge of the piazza roof and three loops
on the flag, but father could only just reach, standing on a chair, to
put the loops on the hooks.
"The step ladder!" Billy said. "I'll climb up on that."
"And I'll reach the flag up to you on the broom!" Betty said.
So Billy and Betty, together, brought the step ladder and set it up on
the piazza. Then Billy climbed up, and Betty reached up the flag on
the broom so Billy could hook it into place. It was done at last.
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