"I'll just slip in and finish the washing for mamma," he said to
himself, as he saw that Flop and Pinky were still playing tag.
"Won't she be s'prised when she comes in and sees the clothes all
hung up to dry?"
So Curly hurried into the kitchen and there he saw a lot of water in
a tub, and the pile of clothes in the basket ready to be rinsed and
blued and hung out to dry. Then Curly began to help his mamma to
make her surprised.
Into the tub he plumped the clothes, and then, fastening on the
wringer, he began to wring them out as dry as he could. There were a
lot of sheets and pillow-cases, and these last were like bags, full
of wind and water when you put the open end in between the rubber
rollers first. And then, when they came toward the closed end. My!
how they would puff out and make a funny sissing noise.
Curly always liked to wring out the pillow-cases this way, and he
had lots of fun. Soon he had a big basket of clothes ready to hang
on the line. Wasn't he the smart little piggie boy, though?
Out into the yard he carried the basket of clothes.
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