noon
There was a dam here , and a small pond , and on the other side of the brook a little saw-mill stood . Zaidee , of course , immediately wanted to go into this queer looking house , as she called it . Finding the door open , and no one there , she entered , boldly . As it was just noon , the few men employed were at dinner , and the place was deserted . `` What a queer house ! '' exclaimed Zaidee . It was a long bare place , with a platform on one side , and on that were three or four vats or tanks , only , of course , the children did not know what they were .