Little House On The Prairie

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Authors: Laura Ingalls Wilder
Tags: Historical, Biography, Young Adult, Non-Fiction, Classic, Autobiography, Children
good stout walls, and it would stay where it was. It was not like the wagon, that every morning went on to some other place.
    “We're going to do well here, Caroline,” Pa said. “This is a great country. This is a country I'll be contented to stay in the rest of my life.”
    “Even when it's settled up?” Ma asked.
    “Even when it's settled up. No matter how thick and close the neighbors get, this country'11 never feel crowded. Look at that sky!”
    Laura knew what he meant. She liked this place, too. She liked the enormous sky and the winds, and the land that you couldn't see to the end of. Everything was so free and big and splendid.
    By dinner time the house was in order. The beds were neatly made on the floor. The wagon-seat and two ends of logs were brought in for chairs. Pa's gun lay on its pegs above the doorway. Boxes and bundles were neat against the walls. It was a pleasant house. A soft light came through the canvas roof, wind and sunshine came through the window holes, and every crack in the four walls glowed a little because the sun was overhead.
    Only the camp fire stayed where it had been.
    Pa said he would build a fireplace in the house as soon as he could. He would hew out slabs to make a solid roof, too, before winter came.
    He would lay a puncheon floor, and make beds and tables and chairs. But all that work must wait until he had helped Mr. Edwards 75 and had built a stable for Pet and Patty.
    “When that's all done,” said Ma, “I want a clothes-line.”
    Pa laughed. “Yes, and I want a well.”
    After dinner he hitched Pet and Patty to the wagon and he hauled a tubful of water from the creek so that Ma could do the washing.
    “You could wash clothes in the creek,” he told her. “Indian women do.”
    “If we wanted to live like Indians, you could make a hole in the roof to let the smoke out, and we'd have the fire on the floor inside the house,” said Ma. “Indians do.”
    That afternoon she washed the clothes in the tub and spread them on the grass to dry.
    After supper they sat for a while by the camp fire. That night they would sleep in the house; they would never sleep beside a camp I fire again. Pa and Ma talked about the folks in g Wisconsin, and Ma wished she could send *
    them a letter. But Independence was forty miles away, and no letter could go until Pa made the long trip to the post-office there.
    Back in the Big Woods so far away, Grandpa and Grandma and the aunts and uncles and 76 cousins did not know where Pa and Ma and Laura and Mary and Baby Carrie were. And sitting there by the camp fire, no one knew what might have happened in the Big Woods.
    There was no way to find out.
    “Well, it's bedtime,” Ma said. Baby Carrie was already asleep. Ma carried her into the house and undressed her, while Mary unbuttoned Laura's dress and petticoat waist down the back, and Pa hung a quilt over the door hole. The quilt would be better than no door.
    Then Pa went out to bring Pet and Patty close to the house.
    He called back, softly, “Come out here, Caroline, and look at the moon.”
    Mary and Laura lay in their little bed on the ground inside the new house, and watched the sky through the window hole to the east.
    The edge of the big, bright moon glittered at the bottom of the window space, and Laura sat up. She looked at the great moon, sailing silently higher in the clear sky.
    Its light made silvery lines in all the cracks on that side of the house. The light poured through the window hole and made a square of soft radiance on the floor. It was so bright that Laura saw Ma plainly when she lifted the quilt at the door and came in.
    Then Laura very quickly lay down, before Ma saw her naughtily sitting up in bed.
    She heard Pet and Patty whinnying softly to 78 Pa. Then the faint thuds of their feet came into her ear from the floor. Pet and Patty and Pa were coming toward the house, and Laura heard Pa singing:
    "Sail on, silver moon!
    Shed your radiance o'er the sky—"
    His voice

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