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efforts to walk fences. Josie descended from her perch, and darted flushed with victory, and darted a defiant glance at Anne.
Anne tossed her head red braids.
“I don’t think it’s such a very wonderful thing to walk a little, low board fence,” she said. “I know a girl in Marysville who could walk the ridge-pole of a roof.”
“I don’t believe it,” said Josie flatly. “I don’t believe anybody could do it walk a ridge-pole. You couldn’t anyhow.”
“Couldn’t I?” cried Anne rashly.
“Then I dare you to do it,” said Josie defiantly. “I dare you to climb up there and walk the ridge-pole of Mr. Barry’s kitchen roof.”
Anne turned pale but there was clearly only one thing to be done. She
PHOTO ANNOTATION
"ridge-pole of a roof": In this detail of the south-east corner of the restored Macneill kitchen, you can see the ridge-pole.