It's Monday.

Every day they all looked at that garden. It was  rough and grassy because it was made in the prairie sod, but all the tiny plants were growing. Little crumpled leaves of peas came up, and tiny spears of onions. The beans themselves popped out of the ground. But it was a little yellow bean-stem, coiled like a spring, that pushed them up. Then the bean was cracked open and dropped by two baby bean-leaves, and the leaves unfolded flat to the sunshine. Pretty soon they would all begin to live like kings. Every morning Pa went cheerfully whistling to the field. He had planted some early sod potatoes, and some potatoes were saved to plant later. Now he carried a sack of corn fastened to his belt, and as he plowed he threw grains of corn into the furrow beside the plow's point. The plow turned over a strip of sod on top of the seed corn. But the corn would fight its way up through the matted roots, and there would be a corn-field. There would be green corn for dinner some day. And next winter there would be ripe corn for Pet and Patty to eat. One morning Mary and Laura were washing the dishes and Ma was making the beds. She was humming softly to herself and Laura and Mary were talking about the garden. Laura liked peas best, and Mary liked beans. Suddenly they heard Pa's voice, loud and angry. Ma went quietly to the door, and Laura and Mary peeped out on either side of her. Pa was driving Pet and Patty from the field, dragging the plow behind them. Mr. Scott and Mr. Edwards were with Pa, and Mr. Scott was talking earnestly. Pa answered Mr. Scott no and he would not stay here to be taken away by the soldiers like an outlaw, and if some blasted politicians in Washington hadn't sent out word it would be all right to settle here, he would never have been three miles over the line into Indian Territory, but he would not wait for the soldiers to take them out, and they were going now. Ma asked Pa what the matter was and where they were going. Pa said durned if he knew, but they were going and they were leaving here, Scott and Edwards said the government was sending soldiers to take all them settlers out of Indian Territory. His face was very red and his eyes were like blue fire. Laura was frightened; she had never seen Pa look like that. She pressed close against Ma and was still, looking at Pa.