The Threshing-Floor
How busy old Tim is in the threshing-floor! Only look how his flail is swinging over his head. Ah, how cunning the ducks are! They have left the pond, and have gathered round the door, ready to pick up any stray grains of com that Tim may send out. The hens, too, have perched themselves on the ledge, and are keeping a sharp look-out.