The problem and solution on an errand of bringing home a jar of milk.
"Time to go for milk," called John. He sat on the floor to pull on his boots. "Come, David. Let's be the horses. Mother says it's time to go for milk."
"We want to go along," cried Beth, running for her coat. "Don't we, Sara?"
"Are we going to sled?" Sara asked eagerly.
"Yes, you may take the sled." Mother stooped to help Sara with her boots.