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 "At first, I couldn't bear to give up this little storeroom. But since I have seen how happy it makes Laddie to have this little 'shop,' as he calls it, I am glad I gave in to him. Would you believe it: from the time he begins to work with these tools until he lays them down again he whistles and sings like a bird himself! I think anything that makes a boy so contented must be good for him."

The lady then went about her work, telling me not to hurry. So I stayed to take some measurements of the bird houses. Both were made so that they could be opened in front.

"He makes them that way so they can be easily cleaned," explained the lady.

On the way home I stopped at our grocer's and got some small wooden boxes. Two were yeast foam boxes, and one was a cocoa box. I, too, had learned in manual training school how to use simple tools, so I bought also a saw, plane, shaving knife, brace and set of bits, and a small vise. Then out of an old sewing machine stand I made a work bench, and a light corner of the basement became my "shop." I made those yeast foam boxes into wren houses, and out of the cocoa box I made a bluebird house. The boy's mother had told me that his manual training teacher was a lady, and that she was "just as good as a man," so I felt quite proud of my new fancy work.

The house for bluebirds and one for wrens were put