take up a collection and buy Mrs. Tucker a new basin, or she'll be afraid to lend us anything more."
The girls ran home at noon for a hasty luncheon. Rested and refreshed, they all returned promptly to their housecleaning.
Nobody wanted to brush out the kitchen cupboard. It was not only dusty, but full of spider webs and worst of all, the spiders themselves seemed very much at home. The girls left the back door open, hoping that the spiders would run out of their own accord. Apparently, however, the spiders felt no need of fresh air. Bettie, without a word to anyone, ran home, returning a moment later with her brother Bob's old tame crow, blinking solemnly from her shoulder. Bettie placed the great, black bird on the cupboard shelf and in a very few moments every spider had vanished down his greedy throat.
"He just loves them," said Bettie.
"How funny," said Mabel. "Who ever
