She had lifted the other three youngsters from the wagon and they were
tumbling around in the grass. Joe watched them closely; he had never
been here before and he did not know what to expect in such a place.
Then the children found the place he had mowed and played there. Joe
relaxed. He had just covered that ground himself, and knew there was
nothing harmful on it. The youngsters showed no inclination to go
elsewhere. The tall grass was as high as their heads and they became
entangled in it. This was more to their liking.