rease, literally
exuding it from the particles of clay.

"Hooray!" cried the Harvester. He took it up, but it was so hot he
dropped it. With a deft sweep he caught it in air, and shoved it on
a tray. Then he danced and blew on his burned hand. Snatching out his
handkerchief he rubbed off all the grease, and imagined the saucer was
brighter.

"If 'a little is good, more is better,'" quoted the Harvester.

Wadding the handkerchief he returned the saucer to the engine. Then he
slipped out, dripping perspiration, glanced toward the cabin, and ran
into the work room. The first object he saw was a willow cup half full
of red paint, stuck and dried as if to remain forever. He took his knife
and tried to whittle it off, but noticing that he was scratching the cup
he filled it with turpentine, set it under a work bench, turned a tin
pan over it, and covered it with shavings. A few steps farther brought
one in sight, filled with carpet tacks. He searched everywhere, but
could find no more, so he went to the laboratory. Beside his wash bowl
at the door stood the last willow saucer. He had used it for years as a
soap dish. He scraped the contents on the bench and filled the dish with
water. Four cups held medicinal seeds and were in good condition. He
lacked one, although he could not remember of ever having broken it.
Gathering his collection, he returned to the dry-house to see how the
saucer was coming on. Again it was bubbling, and he polished off the
grease and set back the dish. It certainly was growing better. He
carried his treasures into the work room, and went to the barn to
feed. As he was leaving the stable he uttered a joyous exclamation
and snatched from a window sill a willow cup, gummed and smeared with
harness oil.

"The full set, by hokey!" marvelled the Harvester. "Say, Betsy, the only
name for this is luck! Now if I only can clean them, I'll be ready to
make her tea table, whatever that is. My I hope she will stay away until
I get these in better shape!"

He filled the last cup with turpentine, set it with the other under the
work bench, stacked the remaining pieces, polished the saucer he was
baking, and went to bring a dish pan and towel. He drew some water from
the pipes of the evaporator, put in the soap, and carried it to the work
room. There he carefully washed and wiped all the pieces, save two cups
and one saucer. He did not know how long it would require to bake the
grease from that, but he was su