lid
up and fastened it into its place.

Then, standing up, he surveyed his work with a look of satisfaction,
and said,

"There!"

He returned to the shop again. When he came to the door he opened it a
very little way, and paused, calling out to Phonny, to know if the
squirrel was anywhere near.

"No," said Phonny, "come in."

So he went in. The squirrel had run along the beams to the back part
of the shop, and was nibbling about there among some blocks of wood.

"I have a great mind to feed him," said Phonny. "He is hungry."

"Well," said Stuyvesant.

So Phonny took the ear of corn out of the trap, and breaking it into
two or three pieces he carried the parts into the back part of the
shop, and put them at different places on the beams. Then he crept
back to his work again.

Stuyvesant went to work making his button. He selected a proper piece
of wood, sawed it off of the proper length, and then shaped it into
the form of a button by means of a chisel, working, in doing this, at
the bench. As soon as this operation was completed, he took a large
gimlet and bored a hole through the center of the button. He measured
very carefully to find the exact center of the button, before he began
to bore.

When the button was finished, Stuyvesant looked in Phonny's nail-box
to find a large screw, and when he had found one, he took the
screw-driver and went out to the hen-house and screwed the button on.
When the screw was driven home to its place, Stuyvesant shut the door
and buttoned it. Then standing before it with his screw-driver in his
hand, he surveyed his work with another look of satisfaction, and
said,

"There! there are two good jobs done."

He then opened and shut his two doors, both the large and the small
one, to see once more whether they worked well. They did work
perfectly well, so he turned away and went back toward the shop again,
saying,

"Now for the ladder."

He went back to the shop and entered cautiously as before. He found
that Phonny had bored quite a number of holes, and was now engaged in
cutting his wire into lengths. He used for this purpose a pair of
cutting-plyers, as they are called, an instrument formed much like a
pair of nippers. The instrument was made expressly for cutting off
wire.

Stuyvesant came to the place where Phonny was at work, and stood near
him a few minutes looking on. He perceived that the holes were not in
a straight line, nor were they equidistant from each