cks of the wall, to hold it together."
"Oh," said the little boy. "Well, would you like to have me help you?"
"You might bring me a load of sand," said the man, "if you want to. I shall have to put in more sand."
So the little boy went to his cart, and he threw out his hoe. He wasn't careful where he threw it, and the handle of the hoe hit the cat.
And the cat ran home as fast as she could go. But the little boy didn't know it, he was so busy.
[Illustration: MAKING MORTAR]
And he backed the cart up to the sand-pile, and he took his shovel and shoveled sand into the cart until the man said that was enough.
Then he took hold of the handle and pulled. It was heavier than he thought it would be, but he pulled it over to the box of mortar. It was only a few steps.
Then the man told him to shovel it in, a little at a time.
And the little boy shoveled it in slowly, and he felt very proud, for he was helping to make real mortar.
And he kept on shov