"If we are only printing this magazine to help along our farms for poor children I don't see why anyone in Europe would want to take the paper," said Dot.
"Don't you be so sure about that, Miss Dot!" said Aunt Selina. "After this organization gets agoing I believe it will make such a stir that its light won't 'be hidden under a bushel' very long. Only keep your magazine at high-water mark, and you will see a marvel before the year is over."
Aunt Selina's remark made such an impression on Mrs. Talmage that she suddenly realized how important their venture might turn out to be, providing everyone did their best.
A loud halloo coming from the direction of the carriage house called the Blue Birds' attention to the open door. Mr. Talmage and Uncle Ben were standing there beckoning for the Blue Birds.
Aunt Selina found she could get down from the Nest quite nimbly, and all started toward the building which was to be known in the future as the "Publishing House."
Inside, about twenty boys were sawing, hammering, and calling to each other while Ike and Simon bossed the work. At one side of the entrance the front corner of the large room had been measured off, and a partition about six feet high erected. This office had a wide window in front, and a closet on the side wall. The partition was of oak-stained ceiling boards that had been taken out of an attic chamber of the Talmage residence when that room had been refinished. The partition had a door to match, and the boys' work was exceptionally good. Six boys were busy completing the nailing of the partition and two more were so engaged upon hanging the door that the visitors were scarcely noticed.
"Hi, there! Jinks, start that screw, will you?" called Ned, trying to balance the door on his toes while the hinge insisted upon slipping out of the notch that had been made for it.
"I will, if you will stop wriggling the old thing!" replied Jinks, who had pinched his finger several times and had become wary of the unsteady door.
Ike saw the difficulty the boys were having and, while the Blue Birds stood watching the struggle, came over and offered to help them.
"This scene is as good as a vaudeville, Mary," laughed Uncle Ben. "That's why I wanted you to see it."