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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Five Little Friends, by 
+Sherred Willcox Adams and Maud and Miska Petersham
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+Title: Five Little Friends
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+Author: Sherred Willcox Adams
+        Maud and Miska Petersham
+
+Release Date: May 17, 2008 [EBook #25497]
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+Language: English
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+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 288px;">
+<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="288" height="400" alt="Cover" title="Cover" />
+<span class="caption">Cover</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<h1>FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS</h1>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 196px;">
+<img src="images/title.jpg" width="196" height="200" alt="Pony" title="Pony" />
+<span class="caption">Pony</span>
+</div>
+
+<h3>BY</h3>
+
+<h2>SHERRED WILLCOX ADAMS</h2>
+
+<div class='center'><br /><br /><i>ILLUSTRATED BY</i><br />
+
+MAUD AND MISKA PETERSHAM<br />
+<br /><br /><br />
+<b>New York</b><br />
+
+THE MACMILLAN COMPANY<br />
+
+1922<br />
+
+<i><small>All rights reserved</small></i></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class='center'><small><span class="smcap">Copyright</span>, 1922,</small><br />
+
+<small><span class="smcap">By</span> THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.</small><br />
+
+&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;<br />
+
+<small>Set up and electrotyped. Published December, 1922.</small><br />
+<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
+<small>Printed in the United States of America.</small></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents">
+<tr><td align='left'>&nbsp;</td><td align='right'><span class="smcap">Page</span></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Five Little Friends at School</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Five Little Friends in Vacation</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_53">53</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 291px;">
+<img src="images/i001.jpg" width="291" height="400" alt="THE GOLDFISH" title="THE GOLDFISH" />
+<span class="caption">THE GOLDFISH</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2>THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS<br />
+AT SCHOOL</h2>
+
+
+<p>Bob and Betty, Paul and Peggy
+and little Dot are five little friends.
+They go to the same school. Many
+other children go to the school too,
+but these five little friends are the
+ones this story is about.</p>
+
+<p>Bob is the tall boy in the brown
+suit. Betty is the girl in the
+checked dress. Paul is the boy
+with the white blouse. Peggy is
+the girl with curls. Little Dot is
+the tiny child with bobbed hair.</p>
+
+<p>Bob and Betty, Paul and Peggy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span>
+and little Dot have a very fine
+teacher. She is called Miss West.
+Many other children are in Miss
+West's room too. But the five little
+friends are the ones this story is
+about.</p>
+
+<p>One morning when the children
+came to school Miss West had a
+surprise for them. On her desk
+was something large and round. It
+was all covered with paper.</p>
+
+<p>"Guess what this is, children,"
+said Miss West.</p>
+
+<p>"It is a balloon," said Bob.</p>
+
+<p>"I think it is a football," said
+Paul.</p>
+
+<p>"No, no, you are both wrong,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span>
+said Miss West. She took the
+paper off. What do you think it
+was?</p>
+
+<p>It was a big glass bowl. In it
+were six goldfish. They were
+swimming about in the water.</p>
+
+<p>"Little folks," said Miss West,
+"these are our school pets. We
+must feed them and give them
+fresh water. Then they will live a
+long time and we can have fun
+watching them."</p>
+
+<p>The children stood around the
+bowl. They watched the fish swim
+and float. They laughed when one
+fish chased another round and
+round the bowl. He looked very<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span>
+funny with his big mouth wide
+open.</p>
+
+<p>Soon Miss West showed the children
+how to feed the fish. After
+that they took turns in caring for
+them. Paul and Peggy had the
+first turn. Next Bob and Betty
+had their turn. After that little
+Dot took care of the fish all by
+herself. The other children had
+turns too. But this story is
+about the five little children
+whose names you know.</p>
+
+<p>One day Miss West said to the
+children, "How many of you little
+girls and boys have pets of your
+own?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>A great many hands were raised.</p>
+
+<p>"I have!" said Bob.</p>
+
+<p>"I have!" said Paul.</p>
+
+<p>"I have," "I have," "I have,"
+said Betty and Peggy and little
+Dot.</p>
+
+<p>"I have thought of a fine plan,"
+said Miss West. "Each day one
+child may tell the other children
+about his pet."</p>
+
+<p>"What fun!" said Betty; and all
+the other children thought, "What
+fun that will be!"</p>
+
+<p>"Who will have the first turn?"
+asked Bob.</p>
+
+<p>"We will play a game to see,"
+said Miss West.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i002.jpg" width="400" height="314" alt="Peggy drew out a slip" title="Peggy drew out a slip" />
+</div>
+
+<p>So Miss West wrote the names of
+all the children on slips of paper
+Then she put all the slips in Paul's
+cap. Next she blindfolded Peggy.
+Peggy put her hand in the cap and
+drew out a slip. What name do<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span>
+you think was on this slip? The
+name was <i>Dot</i>.</p>
+
+<p>So the next day little Dot told
+about her pet. This is what she
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"My pet is a white cat. Her
+name is Snowball. She is as white
+as snow. When she curls up in
+front of the fire she is round like a
+ball.</p>
+
+<p>"One day my daddy could not
+find his hat. He looked and looked
+and looked for it. At last he found
+it in a dark corner under the stairs.</p>
+
+<p>"There was something in the hat.
+First Daddy saw two bright eyes.
+Then he saw Snowball all curled up<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span>
+in the hat. By her side were two
+little baby kittens. They were just
+like their mother. We named
+them Fluff and Muff. Now we
+have a happy cat family.</p>
+
+<p>"Daddy never got his hat back.
+At first the kittens slept in it. Now
+Fluff and Muff are so big they
+sleep in a box. But they like
+Daddy's hat to play with. Fluff
+gets on one side and Muff on the
+other. Then they pull and pull.
+Daddy's hat is almost worn out
+now."</p>
+
+<p>The children liked little Dot's
+story very much. They laughed
+when they thought of Fluff on one<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span>
+side and Muff on the other and
+Daddy's hat in the middle.</p>
+
+<p>The next day Betty was blindfolded.
+She put her hand in the
+cap and drew a slip. This time
+<i>Paul</i> was written on the slip. So it
+was Paul's turn to tell about his
+pet. This is what he said:</p>
+
+<p>"My pet is a big collie dog. His
+name is Hero. When my mother
+goes to market she takes Hero with
+her. He trots by her side and
+carries a basket in his mouth.</p>
+
+<p>"Sometimes my mother sends
+Hero home with the meat and
+bread for dinner. He goes right
+along. He does not stop or look<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span>
+around. When he comes to our
+house he sets the basket down.
+Then he watches it until Mother
+comes. If anyone calls, 'Here,
+Hero,' he pricks up his ears, but he
+will not move from his place.</p>
+
+<p>"One day I tried to coax him
+away with a big bone. I know the
+bone looked and smelled good to
+Hero. He sniffed the air and
+looked at the bone with hungry
+brown eyes, but he never moved
+from the basket.</p>
+
+<p>"Last summer we went to the
+seashore. We took Hero with us.
+One day I was on the beach, playing
+in the sand. Hero was lying<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span>
+asleep in the sun. I was making a
+sand fort and my back was toward
+the sea.</p>
+
+<p>"Suddenly a big wave dashed in
+and knocked me down. Then
+another big wave came and carried
+me out into the water. As I did
+not know how to swim, I was very
+much frightened. I tried to call
+out, but my mouth was full of sea
+water. I could make only a little
+frightened sound; but Hero heard
+me. What do you think he did?
+He jumped into the water and
+swam out to me. <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span>I was too nearly
+drowned to catch hold of him.
+So he took my clothes in his mouth<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span>
+and began to swim with me to
+the shore.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 288px;">
+<img src="images/i003.jpg" width="288" height="400" alt="THE RESCUE" title="THE RESCUE" />
+<span class="caption">THE RESCUE</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"I was heavy, and Hero was
+almost worn out before he got
+there. But he never once let go.
+He kept right on until he dropped
+me on dry land. Then he lay panting
+on the sand.</p>
+
+<p>"Just then Mother came to
+see where I was. When she saw
+what had happened she hugged me
+hard. Then she hugged Hero hard
+too. The next day she bought
+Hero a new collar with his name
+on it in big letters&mdash;HERO. That
+night Hero had a big bone with lots
+of meat on it for his supper."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>The children enjoyed Paul's story
+as much as they had Dot's. They
+thought Hero was a fine name for
+such a brave dog. They said Paul
+was a lucky boy to have a pet like
+that.</p>
+
+<p>On another day little Dot was
+blindfolded. The slip of paper she
+drew had this name on it&mdash;<i>Betty</i>.
+So it was Betty's turn to tell about
+her pet. This is what she told:</p>
+
+<p>"My pet is a pigeon. He is not
+just a common pigeon like the ones
+on the church roof. He is a carrier
+pigeon. My Uncle Fred brought
+him from France. He calls him the
+living airplane. Can you tell why?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"He is named Arrow. In France
+Arrow used to carry messages to
+the soldiers. These messages were
+written on tiny slips of paper and
+tied around Arrow's neck.</p>
+
+<p>"When Uncle Fred came home he
+taught Arrow to go from my grandmother's
+house to our house and
+straight back again. It was a ten
+mile trip.</p>
+
+<p>"This is the way Uncle Fred did
+it. Almost every day he would
+feed Arrow at both places. It was
+easy for him to do this as he used
+to ride over to our house a great
+deal. When he took Arrow away
+from one place he would leave some<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>
+grain there. Arrow knew this. So
+when he was let loose he would fly
+straight to the grain. He never
+seemed to lose his way or stop in
+the wrong place.</p>
+
+<p>"On Valentine's Day, Uncle Fred
+wanted to surprise me. He turned
+Arrow loose at Grandmother's
+house with something tied around
+his neck by a ribbon. Uncle Fred
+did not tell anyone what it was.</p>
+
+<p>"Arrow flew straight to our
+house. When I saw him I ran out
+to his feeding place. I spied the
+ribbon and untied it. I found a
+tiny gold heart with my name on it.
+I liked this Valentine best of all."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i004.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="Betty and Arrow" title="Betty and Arrow" />
+</div>
+
+<p>The boys and girls in the class
+enjoyed the story of Arrow. They
+liked it so much that Betty said she
+would ask Uncle Fred to come to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span>
+school and tell about what Arrow
+did in France.</p>
+
+<p>Another day when one of the
+pupils was blindfolded and drew a
+slip of paper, the name on the slip
+was <i>Bob</i>. So at last it was Bob's
+turn. This is the story Bob told:</p>
+
+<p>"My pet is a pony named
+Dandy. Grandfather bought him
+for me. He got him from a man
+who had a pony show. This man
+had taught Dandy many tricks.</p>
+
+<p>"When I say, 'Dandy, how old
+are you?' Dandy lifts his right
+front foot and brings it down three
+times. This is how he says that
+he is three years old. When I say,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span>
+'Make a bow, Dandy,' he puts his
+front feet out and bows his head
+almost to the ground. His mane
+hangs over his eyes and he looks
+very funny.</p>
+
+<p>"Dandy can play 'Hide-and-Go-Seek'
+too. This is the way he does
+it. I take an ear of corn and show
+it to him. Then I run and hide it.
+I call, 'Come, Dandy, come.' He
+comes and looks all around for the
+corn. When he finds it, he takes
+it in his mouth and trots around
+and around with it. When I say,
+'Bring it to me, Dandy,' he comes
+to me with the ear of corn in his
+mouth. But when I try to take<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span>
+the corn, he shakes his head and
+trots away again.</p>
+
+<p>"One day I tried to play 'Hide-and-Go-Seek'
+with a handkerchief
+instead of an ear of corn. Dandy
+did not like it this way. He
+looked at the handkerchief. Then
+he sniffed at it. At last he shook
+his head and turned away. He
+seemed to say, 'A game like that
+may be fun for a boy, but it isn't
+fun for a pony. I am not going to
+play.'"</p>
+
+<p>Everyone liked the story of
+Dandy. Some of the children
+asked to hear some more about
+him. But Miss West said it was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span>
+time for recess. So the children
+went out into the school yard and
+played "Pony" and "Hide-and-Go-Seek."</p>
+
+<p>Another day someone drew
+Peggy's name on the slip of paper.
+And this is what Peggy told:</p>
+
+<p>"My pet is a big green and red
+parrot. She has a cage in the living
+room. Mother calls her 'the
+General' because she likes to give
+orders. When we sit down Polly
+calls out, 'Get busy! Get busy!
+Get busy!' If we are too busy and
+do not notice Polly she rolls over
+on her back in the bottom of the
+cage and cries, 'Come quick!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span>
+Come quick! Polly's sick! Polly's
+sick!' In the evening we put a
+cloth over Polly's cage to keep her
+quiet. When the cloth is taken off
+in the morning she begins to shout,
+'Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!'</p>
+
+<p>"One evening we forgot to put
+the cloth over Polly's cage. That
+night, quite late, my big brother
+went down into the living room to
+find a book he had been reading.
+When he turned on the light, Polly
+thought it was day. She began to
+scream, 'Wake up! Wake up!
+Wake up!'</p>
+
+<p>"Everyone <i>did</i> wake up. At first
+we were frightened. But when we<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span>
+found out what had happened we
+laughed and laughed. We laughed
+more when we heard a voice croak,
+'Come quick! Come quick! Polly's
+sick! Polly's sick!'"</p>
+
+<p>The girls and boys all laughed at
+the story of Polly. Paul wrote a
+poem about her. This is what he
+wrote:</p>
+
+<div class='poem'>
+Upon my word,<br />
+Poll's a funny bird.<br />
+</div>
+
+<p>The children went around at
+recess saying this. They said some
+of Polly's speeches too.</p>
+
+<p>One day Miss West told the children
+a true story that was very,
+very sad. It was about a blind<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span>
+man who sold papers. He had
+owned a little dog that used to lead
+him to his work and watch him all
+day; but the little dog had died.
+Now the poor man had no one to
+lead him. So he could not sell his
+papers.</p>
+
+<p>The children were very sorry for
+him. They wanted to do something
+to help.</p>
+
+<p>"Wouldn't it be fine," said Betty,
+"if we could buy him another dog?"</p>
+
+<p>"But how can we get the
+money?" said Paul.</p>
+
+<p>"We could give all our pennies,
+but that wouldn't be enough," said
+little Dot.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"I know, I know!" cried Bob.
+"Let's give a show and have our
+pets for the show animals."</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 222px;">
+<img src="images/i005.jpg" width="222" height="300" alt="Pet Show" title="Pet Show" />
+</div>
+
+<p>The children
+thought
+this was a
+fine plan.
+Miss West
+thought so
+too. She let
+them plan
+for the show.</p>
+
+<p>Then she
+let them make tickets. Each child
+made two tickets. They were like
+the funny picture in the middle of
+this page.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Everyone who came had to pay
+for a ticket. Even the children
+who had pets in the show had to
+pay.</p>
+
+<p>When the big children heard
+about the Pet Show they bought
+tickets too. Then they helped the
+five little friends get ready for the
+show.</p>
+
+<p>The school yard was the show
+ground. The big boys made a gate
+for the people to come through.
+They made pens for all the animals.
+Next they printed some big signs
+to put on the pens. The signs
+were like these only much, much
+bigger.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 288px;">
+<img src="images/i006.jpg" width="288" height="300" alt="THE SIGNS WERE LIKE THESE ONLY MUCH, MUCH BIGGER" title="THE SIGNS WERE LIKE THESE ONLY MUCH, MUCH BIGGER" />
+<span class="caption">THE SIGNS WERE LIKE THESE ONLY MUCH, MUCH BIGGER</span>
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>At last it was the day of the Pet
+Show. Bob and Betty, Paul and
+Peggy and little Dot came early
+with their pets. Soon the other
+children came too. There were big
+children, and middle-sized children,
+and little wee children.</p>
+
+<p>When they stopped at the gate
+who do you think the ticket man
+was? It was Hero with a basket
+in his mouth. The children dropped
+their tickets into the basket. They
+patted Hero's shaggy head and
+called him "Good dog" and "Brave
+old fellow."</p>
+
+<p>He looked very kind but very,
+very solemn.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 289px;">
+<img src="images/i007.jpg" width="289" height="400" alt="THEY DROPPED THEIR TICKETS INTO THE BASKET" title="THEY DROPPED THEIR TICKETS INTO THE BASKET" />
+<span class="caption">THEY DROPPED THEIR TICKETS INTO THE BASKET</span>
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>They went to all the pens to see
+the show pets. Dandy stood in his
+pen. He looked very wise and very
+plump and shaggy. He poked his
+head out and let the children stroke
+his mane.</p>
+
+<p>In Polly's pen nothing could be
+seen but a big cage with a black
+cover over it. Not one bright
+feather showed. Not a single sound
+came from the cage.</p>
+
+<p>Snowball and her kittens were
+curled up in their box. They were
+as quiet as mice. All three had
+red and blue ribbons around their
+necks.</p>
+
+<p>The pen with Arrow's name on it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span>
+was empty. On the ground some
+grain was scattered. By the grain
+were three light gray feathers. But
+no living airplane could be seen.
+"Where can he be?" the children
+asked.</p>
+
+<p>Just then Bob came out in front
+of the children. He was dressed
+like a real showman. He had on a
+high hat and a long coat. "Ladies
+and gentlemen," he said, in a funny
+deep voice, "the big show is about
+to begin. Will you please find seats
+in the show tent?" The children
+laughed and sat down on the
+ground.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 283px;">
+<img src="images/i008.jpg" width="283" height="400" alt="HE WAS DRESSED LIKE A REAL SHOWMAN" title="HE WAS DRESSED LIKE A REAL SHOWMAN" />
+<span class="caption">HE WAS DRESSED LIKE A REAL SHOWMAN</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Bob went on talking like a showman.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span>
+"Ladies and gentlemen," he
+said, "you are now to see Dandy,
+the trick pony." When he had said
+this, Bob went to the pen and
+brought Dandy out.</p>
+
+<p>"Now Dandy," he said, "tell the
+ladies and gentlemen how old you
+are." Dandy lifted his right foot
+and brought it down three times.
+The children clapped their hands.</p>
+
+<p>"Make a bow to the ladies and
+gentlemen, Dandy," said Showman
+Bob. Dandy put his front feet out.
+Then he bowed his head almost to
+the ground. His mane fell over his
+eyes and he looked very wise and
+funny.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Next Bob took an ear of corn
+from his pocket. He held it in
+front of Dandy's nose. "Dandy, do
+you see this?" he said. Dandy
+nodded his head. His mane fell
+over his eyes. He looked very
+funny and full of mischief.</p>
+
+<p>"Now Dandy," said Showman
+Bob, "shut your eyes." Dandy
+winked and blinked. Then he shut
+his eyes tight. "Keep your eyes
+shut till I call 'Come,'" said Bob.
+Then Bob started off with the ear
+of corn.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p><div class="figright" style="width: 289px;">
+<img src="images/i009.jpg" width="289" height="400" alt="BOB HID THE EAR OF CORN BEHIND A BOX" title="BOB HID THE EAR OF CORN BEHIND A BOX" />
+<span class="caption">BOB HID THE EAR OF CORN BEHIND A BOX</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Dandy kept his eyes shut just
+one little minute. Then he opened
+them and began to peep. He<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span>
+peeped very slyly to see where Bob
+was hiding the corn. The children
+shouted with joy! Then Showman
+Bob came back. The corn was
+still in his hand. He pretended to
+be angry. He made Dandy hide
+his eyes once more.</p>
+
+<p>Again Dandy peeped slyly to see
+where Bob was hiding the corn. At
+last Showman Bob took little Dot's
+hat and tied it over Dandy's eyes.
+How the children did laugh!
+Dandy looked so funny with a little
+girl's hat on.</p>
+
+<p>Then Bob hid the ear of corn
+behind a box. He called, "Come,
+Dandy, come!" Dandy shook his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span>
+head very hard. The hat rolled on
+the ground. Then Dandy began
+going round the show grounds. He
+stopped and sniffed at everything.
+"Oh see!" said Peggy, "Dandy is
+looking with his nose!" Soon
+Dandy sniffed at the box and found
+the ear of corn.</p>
+
+<p>"Come, Dandy, come!" called
+Showman Bob. Dandy came trotting
+up with the ear of corn in his
+mouth. But when Bob put out his
+hand for the corn Dandy kicked
+up his heels and away he went.
+He ran round and round like a
+pony in a circus.</p>
+
+<p>The children clapped their hands<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span>
+and shouted. Dandy went faster
+and faster. It was very exciting.
+At last Dandy stopped running.
+Then Bob led him back to the pen.
+There the little pony munched the
+corn happily.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i010.jpg" width="300" height="298" alt="General Polly" title="General Polly" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Next it was Peggy's turn to show
+Polly. Showman Bob brought out
+a table. Then he helped Peggy put
+Polly's big cage on it. Peggy lifted
+the black cloth. There was Polly!
+She was the greenest, reddest, funniest
+parrot you ever saw. She
+winked her eyes, shook her feathers,
+and called out, "Wake up! Wake
+up! Wake up!" The children
+laughed; but they did not get up.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span>
+So General Polly sang out, "Get
+busy! Get busy! Get busy!" The
+children soon knew what they must
+"get busy" about. Polly began to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span>
+say in her most coaxing voice,
+"Polly wants a cracker! Poor Poll!
+Pretty Poll! Poor Polly wants a
+cracker!" This sounded so funny
+that everybody laughed.</p>
+
+<p>Peggy had some crackers in her
+pocket. She took them out and let
+the children feed Polly. They
+poked bits of cracker through the
+wires of her cage. Polly was not
+very polite. She pecked and
+grabbed and talked to herself. But
+everything she did was so funny
+that the children enjoyed it.</p>
+
+<p>At last Polly had all the crackers
+she wanted. Then she grew tired
+and cross. She began to scream,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span>
+"Bad boy! Go away! Go away! Go
+away!" The children ran back to
+their seats. General Polly was left
+all alone.</p>
+
+<p>For a time she liked this. She
+swung on her perch and made
+queer noises to herself. Then she
+grew tired. She threw herself on
+the bottom of the cage and began
+to moan, "Come quick! Come
+quick! Polly's sick! Polly's sick!"
+Then Peggy came with the black
+cloth, and General Polly was taken
+to her pen.</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 292px;">
+<img src="images/i011.jpg" width="292" height="300" alt="Dot and her cat family" title="Dot and her cat family" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Next it was little Dot's turn to
+show her cat family. She was too
+shy to play showman as Bob had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span>
+done. She just came out in front of
+the children and stood there. Snowball
+was in her arms and Fluff and
+Muff were on her shoulders. She<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span>
+put Snowball down. Then she gave
+her shoulders a shake and Fluff and
+Muff scrambled down to the ground.</p>
+
+<p>Next Dot took two red balls from
+her pocket. Each ball had a long
+rubber fastened to it. It would
+bounce high without rolling away.
+Dot put a ball near each kitten's
+paws. Just as Fluff and Muff
+sprang to get the balls, Dot pulled
+the rubber. You never saw such
+surprised kittens! They sat still
+and looked with wide-open eyes.
+These were queer balls indeed that
+flew up into the air instead of
+rolling on the floor. This was
+something new and strange.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>The next time Dot bounced the
+balls Fluff and Muff were ready.
+Up they jumped, with their paws
+raised, but the balls sprang out of
+reach. "The kittens are trying to
+be living airplanes, too," said
+Paul.</p>
+
+<p>Next Dot went to the pen and
+brought something back. She held
+it up and said shyly, "This is
+Daddy's hat. It used to be the
+kittens' bed. Now it is their plaything."</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i012.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="Fluff and Muff" title="Fluff and Muff" />
+</div>
+
+<p>When she had said this she threw
+the hat on the ground. Quick as a
+wink Fluff was on one side of it and
+Muff was on the other. Then they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span>
+began to paw and pull. Fluff pulled
+one way. Muff pulled the other.
+It was a real pulling match. Some
+of the children cried, "I think<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span>
+that Fluff will win." Others cried,
+"Hurrah for Muff."</p>
+
+<p>Just then a queer noise was
+heard. Can you guess what it was?
+It was the brim of Daddy's hat. It
+had torn all the way around&mdash;<i>rip,
+rip, rip</i>. Off it came so suddenly
+that both little kittens rolled over
+backward.</p>
+
+<p>All the children clapped their
+hands and laughed aloud. This
+frightened Fluff and Muff. They
+scampered to their mother as fast
+as their little white feet could carry
+them. This ended the act of the
+cat family.</p>
+
+<p>Next it was Betty's turn to show<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span>
+Arrow. But Arrow's pen was still
+empty. Betty whispered to Miss
+West. Miss West rose and said,
+"While we are waiting for the next
+act, let's sing together." She
+started a song everyone knew.
+All the children joined in.</p>
+
+<p>Just as they were singing a
+second song, something happened.
+A light speck was seen moving
+through the air. It came nearer
+and nearer. At last it circled round
+the pen, where the grain was scattered.
+Then it flew slowly to the
+ground. It was Arrow, the living
+airplane.</p>
+
+<p>The children crowded about the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span>
+pen to see. "Look," said one of
+them. "There is something around
+Arrow's neck!" Betty bent over and
+looked. Yes, there <i>was</i> something.
+She untied it quickly. On a piece
+of paper was written, "This is
+Arrow's gift to the blind man."
+In the paper was a bright five
+dollar gold piece.</p>
+
+<p>Betty read aloud what was on
+the paper. Then she held up the
+five dollar gold piece. How the
+children did shout and clap their
+hands. "Hurrah for Betty's Uncle
+Fred!" they cried. "Hurrah for the
+living airplane! Hurrah! Hurrah!
+Hurrah!" When the last shout<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span>
+had been given, Showman Bob
+stepped out. "Ladies and gentlemen,"
+he said in his deep showman's
+voice, "we thank you for
+coming to the Pet Show. We know
+the blind man will thank you too
+when he gets his new dog. The
+show will now close with a grand
+parade!"</p>
+
+<p>Then Bob made a showman's
+bow and went behind the schoolhouse.
+Soon a drum began to beat&mdash;<i>tum,
+tum, tum</i>. The parade
+was coming! First marched Showman
+Bob beating the drum.
+Behind him was Betty carrying a
+big American flag. On her shoulder<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span>
+was Arrow, the living airplane.
+Next came brave old Hero pulling a
+little cart. In the cart were Snowball,
+Fluff, and Muff and what was
+left of Daddy's hat. Dot marched
+beside the cart. After them came<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span>
+Dandy. Paul was walking by his
+side and holding something on his
+back. It was Polly's cage with the
+black cover off.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 332px;">
+<img src="images/i013.jpg" width="332" height="300" alt="A parade!" title="A parade!" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Pretty Poll was peeping from
+behind the wires. She looked surprised
+and a little bit frightened.
+Suddenly she rolled on her back at
+the bottom of the cage. The last
+thing the children heard as the
+parade passed out of sight was,
+"Come quick! Come quick! Polly's
+sick! Polly's sick!"</p>
+
+<p>I wish the children who read this
+book could hear about the blind
+man and his new dog but that is
+another story.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 284px;">
+<img src="images/i014.jpg" width="284" height="400" alt="THE LUNCH WAS PACKED AND OFF THE CHILDREN WENT" title="THE LUNCH WAS PACKED AND OFF THE CHILDREN WENT" />
+<span class="caption">THE LUNCH WAS PACKED AND OFF THE CHILDREN WENT</span>
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p>
+<h2>THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS<br />
+IN VACATION</h2>
+
+
+<h3><br />I</h3>
+
+<p>Soon after the Pet Show, school
+closed for the summer vacation.
+The children said good-bye to each
+other and to Miss West.</p>
+
+<p>For weeks everybody had been
+busy making plans for the summer.</p>
+
+<p>Paul went to the seashore and
+you may be sure brave Hero was
+taken along.</p>
+
+<p>Bob and his family went to the
+seashore too; and, what was best of
+all, they took a cottage not far
+from where Paul lived.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Dandy was sent out to the
+country.</p>
+
+<p>Betty's mother said, "I want to
+have my little girl spend a summer
+on a farm&mdash;a real farm," so they
+went to Mr. White's.</p>
+
+<p>See if you can guess who went
+with them!</p>
+
+<p>No, it wasn't Arrow. The living
+airplane was left with Uncle Fred
+at Grandmother's. It wasn't Miss
+West. She went away on a long
+trip across the ocean. It was a very
+nice little person whose name begins
+with <i>D</i>, and it was another very
+nice little person whose name
+begins with <i>P</i>.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Peggy's mother went too, but Poll
+was sent to a bird shop. Little Dot's
+mother stayed in the city with
+Dot's father and the cat family
+to keep them from getting lonely.</p>
+
+<p>Dot promised to be a good girl
+and to do just what the other
+mothers told her.</p>
+
+<p>It was a bright June afternoon
+when the three little girls and the
+two mothers got off the train at a
+little country station. Mr. White
+came to meet them. He and Billy,
+the hired man, piled all the trunks
+and bags in a wagon. Then Billy
+climbed up on the high seat and
+cracked his whip, saying, "Get-up!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span>
+Get-up!" The horses pulled, the
+dust flew, and away the wagon
+went. Then Mr. White packed the
+mothers and the little girls into his
+automobile and away they also
+went to the farm.</p>
+
+<p>The farm was the very nicest
+place in the whole world. At least
+that is what the three little girls
+thought. Everything about it was
+nice. The rooms were big and cool
+and low. The wide side porch was
+a lovely place to eat dinner. The
+big low attic was splendid for rainy-day
+play; but the very, very nicest
+of all the nice things at the farm
+was Mary White.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Mary was nine years and she had
+lived on the farm all her life. She
+knew all the good places to play.
+She could call every animal on the
+farm by name. She could make up
+the most delightful games. What a
+splendid playmate she was!</p>
+
+<p>First she took the children to the
+pasture to see the cows. There
+were three of them, Bonny-Belle,
+Bess, and Buttercup.</p>
+
+<p>Beside Buttercup was the dearest
+little calf with long thin legs and a
+soft tan coat. It was Don, Buttercup's
+first baby. He was just two
+months old and very full of life and
+mischief.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"Is that another cow over there?"
+said Peggy, pointing to a field
+beyond the pasture. "Oh, no," said
+Mary, "That's Big Ben. He is a
+very wild and cross bull, so he has
+to have a home all by himself. No
+one ever goes into his field except
+Billy. Big Ben seems to hate
+people. But what he hates most
+is anything that is red."</p>
+
+<p>The children peeped in at Big
+Ben, with nice safe-afraid shivers
+going down their backs. Then Mary
+said, "Come let's go to the farmyard."</p>
+
+<p>The farmyard was a very busy
+place. "I never saw so many pets<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span>
+in all my life," said Betty. But
+Mary knew them all. She showed
+them Mrs. Speckle with her family
+of little baby chicks that looked like
+fluffy, yellow balls bobbing around
+her.</p>
+
+<p>Next she pointed out Mrs. Black
+Hen with her larger children. Some
+of these chickens were losing their
+feathers. How Mary did laugh
+when Peggy cried, "See, those poor
+little chickens are peeling off!"</p>
+
+<p>"Now," said Mary, "I will show
+you my trained chicken." First she
+went into the house and came out
+with two ripe, red cherries still on
+the stem. Then she called softly,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span>
+"Come, come, Tom Thumb," and
+as she finished calling she put the
+stem of the cherries between her
+lips.</p>
+
+<p>Out from among the other
+chickens came a beautiful little
+white rooster. He looked almost
+like a toy, he was so tiny. With a
+glad little crow he flew straight up
+to Mary's shoulder, where he began
+to peck at the cherries. He ate very
+daintily. Sometimes he would stop
+eating and cuddle down on Mary's
+shoulder. When the ripe red treat
+was all eaten he gave another glad
+crow and flew down.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span></p><div class="figleft" style="width: 287px;">
+<img src="images/i015.jpg" width="287" height="400" alt="MARY WHITE AND TOM THUMB" title="MARY WHITE AND TOM THUMB" />
+<span class="caption">MARY WHITE AND TOM THUMB</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Betty and Dot and Peggy loved<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span>
+to help feed the chickens. Every
+morning after breakfast Mrs. White
+would come out into the yard with
+a big pan of corn-meal mush and
+Mary would follow with a smaller
+pan of bread crumbs. Then both
+mother and little girl would call,
+"Chick, chick, chick! Chick, chick,
+chick! Chick, chick, chick!" as if
+they were singing the same tune
+over and over. At this, such a
+hurry and scurry as there would be!</p>
+
+<p>It seemed as if every fowl on the
+farm heard the call and was
+coming. There were big hens and
+little hens, brown hens, black hens,
+white hens, and speckled hens.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span>
+There were fluffy baby chicks and
+long-legged middle-sized chickens.
+There were proud roosters with
+bright combs and gay, glossy
+feathers. There were stately turkeys
+with long necks and great fan-like
+tails. There were ducks with
+long fat bodies and big flat feet.</p>
+
+<p>Hurry, scurry! Scurry, hurry!
+"Cluck, cluck." "Peep-peep."
+"Groo-groo." "Gobble-gobble."
+"Quack, quack." Such noise and
+excitement you never heard!</p>
+
+<p>Such table manners you never
+saw! All were talking at once.
+Everyone was pecking and pushing
+and grabbing!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>One morning at the farmyard
+breakfast Mrs. White said, "Where
+can Brown Betty be? I haven't seen
+her for two or three weeks. I am
+afraid she has gone off and hidden
+her nest somewhere. I wish I knew
+where, for turkey eggs are scarce
+this year. If you four children will
+find her nest I will pay you ten
+cents for each egg in it."</p>
+
+<p>The little girls were very much
+excited.</p>
+
+<p>"Just suppose," said Betty, "that
+we find a nest with six eggs in it.
+That will be sixty cents. What
+shall we buy with so much money?"</p>
+
+<p>"Wouldn't it be fun to get Father<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span>
+to take us to the store and let us
+buy things for a picnic?" said Mary.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, yes, let's have a picnic,"
+cried Peggy and Betty.</p>
+
+<p>"But first," said wise little Dot,
+"we must find Brown Betty's nest."</p>
+
+<p>That very day the children began
+to hunt for the hidden eggs. They
+climbed up into the barn loft and
+looked in the hay. Here they found
+Mrs. Nicker on her nest. When
+they came near she ruffled up her
+feathers and gave an angry cluck.
+"Don't be afraid," laughed Betty;
+"we are looking for something
+worth much more than one little
+hen's egg."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 295px;">
+<img src="images/i016.jpg" width="295" height="300" alt="In the hay" title="In the hay" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Then hidden down in the hay
+they came across a mouse's home
+with four baby mice in it. They
+looked very small and young and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span>
+funny. Their tiny eyes were shut
+tight. "You are cunning little
+things but you won't buy us a
+picnic," said Peggy.</p>
+
+<p>In the eaves of the barn they
+found a swallow's nest, but the baby
+birds had flown away. Only some
+pieces of eggshell were left.</p>
+
+<p>All that day and part of the next
+and the next and the next the children
+hunted and hunted but no
+Brown Betty and no turkey eggs
+could they find.</p>
+
+<p>One bright June morning Mary
+said, "Let's go into the woods to
+play."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, may we?" Betty and Peggy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span>
+asked their mothers. And little
+Dot said, "Oh, please may I?" and
+looked from one mother to the
+other.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, let them go," said Mrs.
+White. "The woods are not far
+away and there is nothing to harm
+them there."</p>
+
+<p>So the four little girls started out.</p>
+
+<p>They went down a shady lane
+and through a meadow. Then they
+came to the woods and wandered
+about for a while. At last they
+stopped by the side of a little brook
+that flowed merrily on its way.</p>
+
+<p>In a few minutes, shoes and
+stockings were taken off and the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span>
+children were wading in the cool,
+rippling water. It was lots of fun,
+but the water was very cold. Soon
+they were glad to dry their feet in
+the soft grass and put on their shoes
+and stockings again.</p>
+
+<p>"Let's make a tree playhouse,"
+said Mary; "I'll show you how." So
+they set to work with Mary as
+leader. They found a hollow tree
+with plenty of room in it. Next
+they gathered all the soft, velvety
+moss they could find. With this
+they made a thick green carpet on
+the floor. Then they made green
+moss furniture too. They had a
+bed, a couch, a table, and a chair.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"We should have some one to
+live in our green, mossy house,"
+said Peggy. "Let's go to the
+meadow and gather some daisies
+and make little flower people out
+of them."</p>
+
+<p>So off the children went. In a
+little while, back they came with
+their hands full of flowers.</p>
+
+<p>Peggy was the first one to reach
+the tree house. She looked in and
+then began to laugh and call to the
+others to come quickly.</p>
+
+<p>"We needn't make any flower
+people for our house," she said.
+"It's already rented." And sure
+enough, there on the green moss<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span>
+couch was a fat brown toad. He
+was winking and blinking and looking
+much pleased with his new home.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 295px;">
+<img src="images/i017.jpg" width="295" height="300" alt="Mr. Toad" title="Mr. Toad" />
+</div>
+
+<p>The children sat down to rest and
+watch Mr. Toad. All of a sudden<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span>
+they heard a queer sound. "Cheep-cheep!
+Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep-cheep!"
+It seemed to come from
+the bushes.</p>
+
+<p>"It must be some little birds,"
+said Betty.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps it is a mother quail and
+her babies," said Mary.</p>
+
+<p>Very carefully the four little girls
+peeped through the leaves and
+bushes.</p>
+
+<p>Can you guess what they saw?</p>
+
+<p>There, walking about in an open
+place in the woods, was Brown
+Betty, and running beside her and
+talking to her in turkey talk were
+eight baby turkeys.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>How excited the children were!
+They all wanted to run to the farmhouse
+with the good news. But at
+last they drew lots to see who
+should go.</p>
+
+<p>"I will hold four daisies," said
+Peggy, "and each of you may take
+one. The girl who gets the daisy
+with the longest stem may run
+ahead. If you leave the longest
+one in my hand, I will go."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," said Mary, "and the other
+children may drive Brown Betty
+and her brood back to the farmyard."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 289px;">
+<img src="images/i018.jpg" width="289" height="400" alt="AWAY SHE RAN" title="AWAY SHE RAN" />
+<span class="caption">AWAY SHE RAN</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>So they drew the daisies and little
+Dot had the one with the longest<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span>
+stem. Away she ran as fast as her
+short legs could carry her.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Mrs. White," she cried, as
+she reached the farmhouse, "we
+found Brown Betty in the woods,
+but her eggs have all turned
+into little turkeys."</p>
+
+<p>While Mrs. White was laughing
+over Dot's way of telling the news,
+the other children came up with
+Brown Betty and her brood.</p>
+
+<p>"Dear, dear," said Mrs. White,
+"as the eggs have turned into turkeys
+I will let the money I promised
+turn into a picnic. Let me see,
+to-day is Tuesday. Will you be
+ready to go on Thursday?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"Indeed we will!" cried the children.
+"Thank you so much."</p>
+
+<p>On Wednesday morning Mary
+woke up very, very early.</p>
+
+<p>Then Mary woke Betty and
+Peggy and little Dot.</p>
+
+<p>They all dressed as quickly as
+they could and hurried out of doors.
+The sun was just rising and the sky
+was a beautiful red and gold. The
+dew sparkled on the grass, and in
+the tree tops the birds were just
+beginning to chirp and call.</p>
+
+<p>"Where are you going, my pretty
+maids?" laughed Mr. White.</p>
+
+<p>"We're 'going a-milking, sir, she
+said,'" Mary replied.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Then each little girl took a tin
+cup and followed Mr. White and
+Billy to the pasture where Bonny-Belle
+and Bess stood waiting. Billy
+let down the bars and the cows
+came into the barnyard. Mr.
+White milked Bonny-Belle and
+Billy milked Bess.</p>
+
+<p>The little girls stood near and
+watched.</p>
+
+<p>How Mr. White and Billy
+laughed when little Dot said, "Oh,
+is that the way you get milk on a
+farm? We get ours out of bottles."</p>
+
+<p>Before milking time was over
+each little girl held her cup and had
+it milked full of fresh, new milk.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>At first the children thought
+they would carry the cups home
+and drink the milk for breakfast.
+But they were so hungry they
+couldn't wait, so they drank it
+standing in the barnyard, with
+Bonny-Belle and Bess looking at
+them with soft, kind eyes.</p>
+
+<p>That afternoon Mary had some
+work to do and Betty and Peggy
+went for a walk with their mothers.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 286px;">
+<img src="images/i019.jpg" width="286" height="400" alt="DOT AND DON" title="DOT AND DON" />
+<span class="caption">DOT AND DON</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span>Little Dot was tired from her
+early morning visit to the barnyard.
+So she took a book of fairy
+stories and went out into the
+near-by field. She settled herself
+cozily under a big maple tree and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span>
+began to read. After a little while
+the book slid from her hands. Her
+head nodded and nodded and then
+rested on the grass. Her eyes
+winked and winked and then closed.</p>
+
+<p>She must have slept almost an
+hour when she woke with a start.
+Something very soft and moist was
+moving over her nose and cheeks.
+It felt almost as if her face were
+being washed with a sticky cloth.</p>
+
+<p>Dot opened her sleepy blue eyes
+and looked right into the big brown
+eyes of Don, Buttercup's baby calf.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! Oh!" cried the little girl.</p>
+
+<p>"Ma-a-a," replied Don as he
+frisked away.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"You are a dear little thing," Dot
+called after him, "but I wish you
+wouldn't kiss me with your tongue
+all over my face."</p>
+
+<p>The morning of the picnic was
+bright and clear. There was great
+excitement in the kitchen and pantry.
+Mrs. White and Molly, the
+maid, were fixing the lunch, but the
+four little girls couldn't help popping
+in every few minutes to take
+a peep. The two other mothers
+peeped too. What they saw made
+them wish that they were to be
+invited to the picnic. But this
+time only the four little girls who
+had found Brown Betty were to go.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>At last the lunch was packed in
+four baskets and off the children
+went.</p>
+
+<p>On their way they found some
+wild strawberries. They stopped
+to pick them, and Mary showed the
+others how to make leaf baskets to
+hold berries. They gathered broad,
+flat leaves and fastened them
+together with little twigs.</p>
+
+<p>Then they went on until at last
+they came to the loveliest spot you
+ever saw. It was an open space
+with trees all around it. Near-by
+was a little bubbling spring.</p>
+
+<p>The children set their baskets in
+the shade and began to romp and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span>
+play. They played "Hide-and-Go-Seek"
+and a new game which they
+called "Echo." Can you guess how
+to play this game?</p>
+
+<p>At last they grew tired and hungry
+and began to unpack their baskets
+and to put their lunch on a
+mossy spot near the brook. Such a
+feast you never saw! Everything a
+child likes best came out of those
+baskets. How the four children did
+eat and eat and eat! And when
+they had eaten and eaten and eaten
+until they could eat no more, there
+were still some good things left.</p>
+
+<p>"Let's rest a while," said Mary,
+"and perhaps we'll be hungry again.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span>
+Shall I tell you a fairy story?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, please do," said Betty; and
+Peggy and Dot echoed together,
+"Please do."</p>
+
+<p>So Mary told them of a fairy ball
+where all the little fairies came out
+of their flower cups and danced by
+the light of the moon.</p>
+
+<p>"Wouldn't this spot be a lovely
+place for a fairy ball?" said Peggy,
+when Mary had finished the story.
+"I wonder if there are any fairies in
+this wood."</p>
+
+<p>"I know how we can find out,"
+cried Betty. "We can give the
+fairies a party."</p>
+
+<p>"But they only come out at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span>
+night," said Dot, "so we couldn't
+see them."</p>
+
+<p>"But," replied Betty, "we can
+make a feast for them; and, if the
+next morning we find the feast is
+gone, we shall know the fairies
+really came."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, let's do it," cried Dot and
+Peggy. And Mary said, "If we
+want the fairies to come we must
+make a magic ring of flowers."
+"That will be lots of fun," cried the
+children.</p>
+
+<p>So for the rest of the afternoon
+they were very busy indeed.</p>
+
+<p>They went to the meadow and
+gathered clover blossoms. Then<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span>
+they sat down on the moss and
+made a magic ring.</p>
+
+<p>When the magic ring was placed
+around a lovely mossy spot they
+began to set the table for the feast.</p>
+
+<p>"We'll give them cake and some
+ripe strawberries," said Betty.</p>
+
+<p>"But fairies eat dewdrops served
+on rose leaves," said Peggy.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i020.jpg" width="300" height="292" alt="The magic ring" title="The magic ring" />
+</div>
+
+<p>"When they come to a party
+given by little girls, they eat just
+what little girls give them. You'll
+see," said Betty. So the moss table
+was set with leaf plates, and on
+each plate were a ripe, red strawberry
+and a fairy-size piece of cake.
+When everything was ready the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span>
+children danced around the magic
+ring three times to make it more
+magic. Then they packed their
+baskets and went home, feeling very<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span>
+tired but very happy and much
+pleased with the picnic.</p>
+
+<p>That night Betty could not go to
+sleep for a long, long time. She lay
+in bed and watched the moonbeams.</p>
+
+<p>"I wonder," she thought,
+"whether the fairies will come. I
+wonder whether the man in the
+moon is looking down at them now.
+I wonder"&mdash;and then she went to
+sleep and dreamed that she was
+dancing around and around the
+magic ring with the man in the
+moon. All around them fairies
+were sliding up and down from the
+tree tops to the mossy ground, on
+silver moonbeams.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>The next day the children went
+to the woods to see whether the
+fairies had been there. Betty
+reached the spot first and cried out
+joyfully, "They came! They came!"
+And sure enough, the leaf plates
+were empty. Every strawberry,
+every crumb of cake, was gone.</p>
+
+<p>"The fairies really came," said the
+other little girls as they stood
+around the magic ring.</p>
+
+<p>"Tweet-tweet-tweet," sang a bird
+in a tree top; "tweet-tweet-tweet."</p>
+
+<p>He cocked his little head and
+looked very wise and knowing. But
+"Tweet-tweet-tweet; tweet-tweet-tweet"
+was all he said.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>One of the things Peggy and
+Betty and Dot liked best to do was
+to watch Mrs. White skim the rich
+cream from the great pans of milk
+in the dairy. The dairy was down
+by the brook and the pans of milk
+were on shelves near the water, so
+that they were kept fresh and cool.</p>
+
+<p>One very warm day Mary said,
+"Let's play dairy."</p>
+
+<p>"All right," said Betty.</p>
+
+<p>"All right," echoed Peggy and
+Dot. "You show us how."</p>
+
+<p>So Mary brought two big pans
+and two pieces of soap from the
+kitchen. She filled the pans with
+water and put a piece of soap in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span>
+each pan. Then she told the other
+children to watch the cream rise.
+She began to shake the soap about
+in the water, and the suds rose
+higher and higher.</p>
+
+<p>"It's rather <i>white</i> cream," she
+said, "but we can play it comes
+from a cow named Snowball."</p>
+
+<p>"It's splendid cream," cried the
+three little girls. "May we help
+make it?"</p>
+
+<p>"I wonder whether Molly will let
+us use her cream skimmers," said
+Mary.</p>
+
+<p>Molly heard her name and came
+to the kitchen door to see what
+mischief those blessed children were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span>
+up to now. She saw the pans on a
+seat built round a big maple tree
+and the four little girls bobbing
+about, very busy indeed.</p>
+
+<p>"Molly, will you please let us
+have the skimmers?" Peggy cried.</p>
+
+<p>"Well," replied Molly, "as it's
+clean dirt you're making I suppose
+I must."</p>
+
+<p>So Mary and Betty made the
+cream rise, and Dot and Peggy
+skimmed it and poured it into
+bottles and old cans to "sell."</p>
+
+<p>While they were in the midst of
+the fun, Red Chief, the proudest
+rooster in the farmyard, came
+strutting along.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 341px;">
+<img src="images/i021.jpg" width="341" height="300" alt="Red Chief" title="Red Chief" />
+</div>
+
+<p>He put his head on one side and
+looked at the pans. "Too-ok,
+too-ok, too-ok. Is it feeding time?"
+he said. "Too-ok, too-ok, too-ok.
+I must see; I must see; I must see."
+With that he flapped his great<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span>
+red wings and flew up on the side
+of the pan.</p>
+
+<p>Now Red Chief was a heavy
+rooster and the pan was not
+very firm. Down tumbled the pan
+and Red Chief together. The
+make-believe cream and milk went
+all over him. Such a wet, cross,
+disgusted rooster you never saw!
+"Too-ok, too-ok, too-ok," he
+croaked, as he shook the soapsuds
+from his feathers. Then away he
+marched, scolding to himself about
+little girls who played silly games.</p>
+
+<p>One afternoon the children were
+out in the orchard playing "lady."
+Mary and Betty were the mothers<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span>
+in the game. Peggy and Dot were
+the children.</p>
+
+<p>Betty had on a long skirt and a
+fine grown-lady's hat. Mary had a
+scarf trailing on the ground instead
+of a long skirt, and she carried her
+mother's very best umbrella. It
+was a bright red one that could be
+used for sun as well as rain. It
+made Mary feel very grown-up
+indeed. The two "play" families
+made their homes under the trees.
+They paid visits back and forth.
+They gave tea parties. The children
+had measles and mumps and
+were put to bed on the grass with
+leaf plasters over their faces.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Mary was Mrs. Ray and Dot was
+her little daughter, Lily.</p>
+
+<p>At last Mrs. Ray sent Lily to the
+meadow to buy some flowers. Dot
+danced gaily away. Just as she was
+gathering the flowers, a bright,
+blue butterfly lighted near her and
+then flew a little farther on. He
+seemed to be inviting her to race
+with him. So off Dot started.</p>
+
+<p>Her fat little legs seemed to
+twinkle over the grass, but the
+butterfly went faster still. Away he
+flew across the pasture, away over
+the fence into the next lot. Dot
+paused only a minute, then she
+slipped under the wire of the fence<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span>
+and followed. On and on she went.
+She did not notice where she was
+going. But the butterfly fluttered
+far ahead and was soon out of sight.</p>
+
+<p>Then Dot stopped and looked
+around. She was in a strange field.
+No living thing was about. Yes,
+something was moving over in the
+far corner. It turned around and
+seemed to sniff the air. Poor little
+Dot stood almost frozen with fright.
+It was Big Ben.</p>
+
+<p>Then Dot did the worst thing
+she could have done. She gave a
+loud cry and began to run.</p>
+
+<p>Big Ben shook himself and sniffed
+the air again. Then he began to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span>
+come toward her in great bounds,
+with his head down.</p>
+
+<p>Back in the orchard the make-believe
+Mrs. Ray had begun to
+wonder why her little girl was staying
+so long. At last with her
+scarf across her shoulders and her
+umbrella over her head she went
+out to find her daughter.</p>
+
+<p>Mary reached the meadow just as
+Dot screamed.</p>
+
+<p>For a moment she stood still and
+looked around. The meadow was
+empty. Then she knew that little
+Dot was in the field with Big Ben.</p>
+
+<p>Swift as the wind Mary ran on,
+closing the umbrella as she went.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Under the fence she crept and
+ran toward Dot.</p>
+
+<p>Poor little Dot was running and
+stumbling and crying. Big Ben
+was bounding nearer and nearer.</p>
+
+<p>"Don't be afraid," Mary called,
+as she came up to the little girl.</p>
+
+<p>Then Mary did a strange thing.
+She opened the red umbrella and
+whirled it around and around.
+Then she threw it toward Big Ben
+as far as it would go. It went
+rolling over the grass, with Big
+Ben bounding wildly after it.</p>
+
+<p>The red umbrella made him so
+angry that he forgot all about the
+little girls.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 286px;">
+<img src="images/i022.jpg" width="286" height="400" alt="BIG BEN BOUNDED AFTER THE UMBRELLA" title="BIG BEN BOUNDED AFTER THE UMBRELLA" />
+<span class="caption">BIG BEN BOUNDED AFTER THE UMBRELLA</span>
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Mary and Dot crept under the
+fence to safety.</p>
+
+<p>"O Mother," sobbed Mary, when
+the children reached home and told
+the story, "O Mother, your lovely
+red umbrella is all ruined!"</p>
+
+<p>"But my little girl is safe," said
+Mrs. White, "and she has saved the
+life of her little friend." Mrs.
+White put her arm around Mary
+and held her tightly, and drew little
+Dot to her, too, just as Dot's own
+mother would have done.</p>
+
+<p>I wish you could hear all the
+things Betty, Peggy, and little Dot
+did on the farm. It would take a
+great, big book to hold the story;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span>
+and this is a little book for little
+folks.</p>
+
+<p>At last the summer vacation was
+over. The three little girls and the
+two mothers had to leave their
+friends on the farm and go back to
+the city.</p>
+
+<p>The little girls said good-bye to
+every living thing on the place&mdash;to
+the little pet rooster, to Red Chief,
+to the Speckle family, and to Mrs.
+Black Hen and her children who
+were now almost grown and had
+whole suits of clothes on. They
+said good-bye to Brown Betty and
+her children. They went to the
+pasture and said good-bye to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span>
+Bonny-Belle, Bess, and Buttercup,
+and to frisky little Don. They
+even stood at the fence and waved
+good-bye to bad Big Ben.</p>
+
+<p>Then the two mothers and the
+three little girls said good-bye to
+Mrs. White and Billy and Molly
+and last of all to dear little Mary,
+who promised to come and visit
+them at Christmas time.</p>
+
+<p>"Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye!"
+they called as Mr. White tucked
+them into the automobile and drove
+away. "We've had a happy,
+happy summer!"</p>
+
+<p>When they reached the city, little
+Dot's father was at the station to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span>
+meet them. How glad he was to
+see his little girl again! And how
+happy Dot was to put her arms
+around dear Daddy's neck!</p>
+
+<p>"How is Mother?" she said, "and
+how are Snowball and Fluff and
+Muff?"</p>
+
+<p>"Everyone is well," said Daddy,
+"and I have a grand surprise for
+you."</p>
+
+<p>"What is it, Daddy?" cried little
+Dot.</p>
+
+<p>Betty and Peggy came near to
+listen too.</p>
+
+<p>"That's telling," laughed Daddy.
+"I'd rather show you when we get
+home."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"May Betty and Peggy go with
+us?" he asked the two mothers. I
+think the two mothers must have
+known the secret. They smiled
+and said, "Yes, indeed."</p>
+
+<p>So off the three little girls went
+with Dot's father.</p>
+
+<p>When they reached Dot's house
+no one was at the door to meet
+them.</p>
+
+<p>This seemed strange.</p>
+
+<p>At the head of the stairs a
+strange lady with a cap and apron
+on was standing and smiling at
+them. She led them into the front
+room, still smiling but saying nothing.
+This made it very exciting.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 361px;">
+<img src="images/i023.jpg" width="361" height="300" alt="The surprise" title="The surprise" />
+</div>
+
+<p>There in an easy chair was Dot's
+mother. She was holding something
+in her arms. At her feet
+were Snowball and the kittens
+sound asleep in their basket.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"O, Mother, Mother!" cried little
+Dot running to her.</p>
+
+<p>"My own little girl!" said
+Mother. "See, here is a darling
+new pet for you and Daddy and
+me."</p>
+
+<p>She held out the bundle in her
+arms, and it was a dear little baby
+brother.</p>
+
+<p>"The very best pet in all the
+world!" said little Dot.</p>
+
+<p>And Betty and Peggy thought so
+too.</p>
+
+
+<h3><br />II</h3>
+
+<p>But what have Paul and Bob
+been doing all this time? We will<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span>
+have to go back to the beginning of
+vacation and see.</p>
+
+<p>The place where they spent the
+summer was called Fairport. At
+Fairport there was a wide, smooth,
+sandy beach. Here the boys went
+in bathing, built sand forts, and
+gathered shells.</p>
+
+<p>On one part of the shore the
+beach was very narrow. Great
+rocks rose like a fort above it.
+Paul and Bob liked to play on the
+rocks. Sometimes they played that
+they were Indians and sometimes
+that they were cave men.</p>
+
+<p>They found a place under the
+rocks for their cave. When they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span>
+pretended that they were pirates,
+they hid their treasures in the cave.
+Their treasures were things they
+found on the beach. There were
+shells and boxes, and bottles and
+queer bits of china and glass. Hero
+was a fierce monster guarding the
+treasure.</p>
+
+<p>Sometimes the boys put Hero in
+the cave and pretended he was a
+lion. Then they stole into his den
+and captured him and sold him to a
+circus man. The circus man was
+Roy, a little boy who liked to play
+with them.</p>
+
+<p>One day Bob and Paul and Roy
+saw some big boys standing on the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span>
+wharf. They were catching crabs.
+First they baited their lines and
+then threw them into the water.
+When the crabs "bit" they drew
+them in. It looked very exciting.
+The three little boys wanted to try.</p>
+
+<p>So they found strings and the big
+boys gave them some bait. Bob
+and Roy had good luck. But Paul
+was so excited he couldn't pull his
+line in quickly enough to catch a
+crab. At last he thought, "If I
+wade into the water I'll be near the
+crabs. Then it won't be so hard to
+pull them in."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 284px;">
+<img src="images/i024.jpg" width="284" height="400" alt="PAUL AND THE CRAB" title="PAUL AND THE CRAB" />
+<span class="caption">PAUL AND THE CRAB</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>So down he climbed and into the
+water he waded. Soon Bob and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span>
+Roy heard him call, "Oh, Oh, Oh,
+come quick!"</p>
+
+<p>"What is it?" called Bob. "Have
+you caught a big crab?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no," said Paul. He was
+half laughing and half crying, and
+all the time he was shaking his
+foot as hard as he could. "Oh,
+no, I haven't caught a crab. A&mdash;crab&mdash;has&mdash;caught
+me!" And sure
+enough, a big fat crab had nipped
+Paul's toe and was holding it fast.</p>
+
+<p>Bob climbed down and pulled it
+off. Paul went home and tied
+up his sore toe. Then he came
+back and sat on the wharf and
+watched the others. Somehow, he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[113]</a></span>
+didn't feel like catching crabs. So
+he pretended he was a sailor who
+had been bitten by a big shark.</p>
+
+<p>One day Bob and Paul found a
+very nice bottle on the beach. It
+had a tight cork so that the water
+could not soak in. At first they
+thought they would hide it in their
+treasure cave. But that didn't
+seem exciting enough. So they
+thought and thought what to do
+with it. At last Bob said, "I know!
+Let's write our names and where
+we live on a piece of paper and put
+it in the bottle. Then let's throw
+the bottle out to sea." So he
+wrote:<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[114]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i025.png" width="300" height="251" alt="The paper" title="The paper" />
+</div>
+
+<p>They put the paper in the bottle
+and corked the bottle tightly.
+Then they threw it out into the
+ocean. At first the bottle bobbed
+up and down in the water. But
+soon a big wave caught it and
+carried it out of sight.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[115]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"Suppose," said Paul, "the bottle
+goes way out to sea and a big
+whale swallows it. And suppose it
+makes the big whale so sick that he
+swims near to the shore. Then
+some fishermen will catch him and
+kill him. When they cut him open
+they will find the bottle, and when
+they read our names they will know
+we are the boys who helped them
+get the great big whale."</p>
+
+<p>"Or," said Bob, "suppose the
+bottle goes out to sea and a man in
+a seaplane sees it and opens it. And
+suppose he comes flying to Fairport
+and when he lands here he asks
+where we are. Then when he finds<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</a></span>
+us he takes us for a long, long ride
+in his seaplane."</p>
+
+<p>It was great fun supposing. The
+next morning Bob and Paul went to
+the beach all ready to have some
+more supposes.</p>
+
+<p>But what was that small thing
+lying on the sand? It looked very
+much like a bottle. Yes, it was. It
+was <i>the</i> bottle!</p>
+
+<p>Bob picked it up and looked
+rather disappointed. Paul looked
+disappointed too. "Our supposes
+are no good now," he said. "Oh
+yes," cried Bob, "I know a fine
+suppose. It's so good it's almost
+true. Let's pretend a big wave<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</a></span>
+was the parcel postman." When
+he saw the bottle away out in the
+ocean with our names in it, he
+brought it straight to us. "Why,
+of course," said Paul. "The parcel
+postman had to bring the bottle
+to us. He couldn't take it to
+the whale or to the man with the
+seaplane. It wasn't addressed to
+them."</p>
+
+<p>One day Bob's father took Paul
+and Bob out fishing. They carried
+their bait in a tin can and they
+took a larger can to hold their fish.
+They stood on a high rock and
+threw their lines out into the deep
+water. The fish bit very well.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</a></span>
+Mr. Johnson caught five or six.
+But the boys were so excited they
+could not wait. They drew up
+their lines too soon. Once Paul felt
+a pull and waited. When he felt
+another pull he drew in his line. On
+it was a very tiny fish. "It's too
+small to keep," said Mr. Johnson.
+So he took it carefully off the hook
+and threw it back into the water.</p>
+
+<p>In a little while Bob felt a pull on
+his line. He held it very still and
+waited. Soon there was another
+pull&mdash;a very strong one. Then
+there came a jerk that almost
+threw him down. "Now draw in
+your line," said Mr. Johnson.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</a></span>
+"Steady, steady!" Bob pulled. His
+line almost broke. He pulled and
+tugged and pulled again. Then up
+came the line and on it was a fish&mdash;a
+big, beautiful fish flapping and
+twisting. "Good, good," cried Mr.
+Johnson. "That's a prize catch."</p>
+
+<p>How proud Bob felt as he landed
+his fish. He wouldn't let his father
+help take it off the hook. He did it
+all himself. For a moment he stood
+with the beautiful prize fish in his
+hand. Some people were fishing
+near-by and he wanted them to see.
+He wanted them to know of his
+prize catch. He felt very proud.
+"Look," said one of them; "what a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</a></span>
+great big fish!" Bob heard and
+felt prouder than ever. He threw
+his fish into the can as if he were
+saying, "Oh, that's nothing, I
+<i>always</i> catch the biggest fish."
+Then he began to bait his hook
+again.</p>
+
+<p>Just then Paul cried out, "Oh,
+Oh, Oh!" quickly. Bob turned just
+in time to see his prize fish flop out
+of the can and back into the sea.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Oh, Oh!" He was no longer
+a proud fisherman. He was just a
+very sad little boy.</p>
+
+<p>On another day Bob and Paul
+stopped in front of a little cottage.
+A man was in the yard mending a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</a></span>
+big fish net and they liked to watch
+him. The man was a strong young
+fisherman.</p>
+
+<p>At the door of the cottage sat
+an old, old man with white hair.
+A cane was by his side. He spoke
+to Bob and Paul and let them come
+in and sit on the steps near him.
+He was the fisherman's father. He
+was called Captain John. He had
+once been a fisherman himself.
+Now he was too old to work, but he
+knew many stories of the sea. Bob
+and Paul never grew tired of hearing
+them. Every day they came to
+the cottage. Captain John was
+always there sitting in the doorway,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</a></span>
+with his cane by his side. He was
+always ready to tell them an exciting
+true story of the sea.</p>
+
+<p>One day a big gray cat was
+curled up at Captain John's feet.
+"Is pussy your pet, Captain John?"
+asked Bob. "No, little lad," said
+the old man. "She belongs to my
+daughter. My pet is almost as old
+as I am. She's a brave old friend.
+We have stuck by each other for
+over fifty years. We've seen hard
+times and good times together. And
+now we are growing old side by side."</p>
+
+<p>"Will you show her to us, please,
+Captain John?" said the two little
+boys.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"Yes, yes," replied the old man;
+"come with me." He took his cane
+and walking very, very slowly, he
+took the boys around the cottage
+to a tiny garden. There was one
+spot in the garden that was bright
+with flowers.</p>
+
+<p>Captain John led them there.
+"Here she is," he said. "Here's my
+old friend, the <i>Sea Gull</i>, dressed up
+in her Sunday clothes."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</a></span>The boys looked and saw that
+the <i>Sea Gull</i> was a boat. She was
+Captain John's pet&mdash;almost as old
+as he was. She was his brave old
+friend who had stuck by him for
+over fifty years. Now she was too<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</a></span>
+old for the sea so she had a home
+in the tiny garden. The flowers
+that had been planted in her were
+her "Sunday clothes."</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 291px;">
+<img src="images/i026.jpg" width="291" height="400" alt="CAPTAIN JOHN AND THE SEA GULL" title="CAPTAIN JOHN AND THE SEA GULL" />
+<span class="caption">CAPTAIN JOHN AND THE SEA GULL</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"She seems alive to me," said
+Captain John. "I am glad we can
+grow old side by side."</p>
+
+<p>I wish you could hear of all the
+good times Bob and Paul had at
+Fairport. Every day was packed
+with fun and both little boys grew
+taller and very brown.</p>
+
+<p>At last vacation time was nearly
+over. Bob left Fairport first. He
+and his family went home in his
+father's automobile. They camped
+out every night. The camping<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</a></span>
+tents and the pots and pans were
+strapped on the back of the automobile.
+They rode all day. They
+went over hills, through valleys,
+and into cities.</p>
+
+<p>One day they passed a flower
+farm. "Oh, Mother," begged Bob,
+"May I stop and buy some
+flowers?" "Why, Bob," said his
+mother, "What do you want with
+flowers? We haven't any room for
+them in the automobile."</p>
+
+<p>"I don't want them to take
+home," said Bob, "I want to send
+them by the postman to Captain
+John. They are for the <i>Sea Gull</i>."</p>
+
+<p>So the automobile stopped and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</a></span>
+Bob spent his birthday money at
+the flower farm. The next day the
+parcel post brought Captain John a
+box of spring bulbs and fall plants.
+With them was a card in Bob's
+very best writing:</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i027.png" width="300" height="183" alt="A card from Bob" title="A card from Bob" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Paul stayed in Fairport a week
+after Bob had left.</p>
+
+<p>He was not lonely, for his daddy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</a></span>
+had come. Paul and his daddy
+were great friends. They went
+around together like two chums.</p>
+
+<p>The day before Daddy's week
+was up they went out for a long
+sail. Mrs. Ray was afraid to go,
+but Paul was not. He felt very big
+and brave. With Daddy to sail the
+boat everything would be all right.
+The sun shone, the wind blew, and
+away they started. The boat
+seemed to skim along as lightly as
+a sea gull.</p>
+
+<p>At last they landed on a little
+island. Paul helped his daddy
+gather sticks and build a fire.
+Mr. Ray put four ears of corn<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</a></span>
+under the wood. Paul thought
+they would burn up, but they
+didn't. The husks covered them.
+Next Mr. Ray put a pan on the
+fire and fried some bacon and
+some potatoes. Paul unpacked a
+basket of sandwiches, and by that
+time everything was ready. They
+had no plates and no napkins.
+They ate with their fingers, in just
+the way little boys sometimes wish
+to do and mustn't, when they are
+at the table.</p>
+
+<p>Daddy told stories of camping
+and hunting as they sat by the fire.</p>
+
+<p>Time passed very quickly. It was
+four o'clock before they knew it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/i028.jpg" width="350" height="218" alt="Boat" title="Boat" />
+</div>
+
+<p>"All aboard," cried Mr. Ray, and
+in a very few minutes the lunch
+things were packed up and they
+were in the boat. At first the sails
+filled and the boat moved swiftly
+on. But suddenly the sky grew
+dark. Great claps of thunder were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</a></span>
+heard. Lightning played all around
+the boat. The wind blew fiercely.
+The waves dashed so high that
+the boat was almost upset. Paul
+felt very small and almost afraid,
+but not quite. His big, brave
+daddy was there. "Sit still, hold
+tight," Daddy called. His voice
+sounded far away, the storm was
+making such a noise.</p>
+
+<p>It seemed hours and hours that
+Paul sat still and held tight. He
+grew cold and stiff and wet. The
+sky became blacker and blacker.
+The wind howled louder and louder.
+Sometimes Daddy shouted, hoping
+that some one in a bigger boat<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</a></span>
+would hear and come to help him.
+But no help came.</p>
+
+<p>All at once a clear, bright light
+shone over the water. "The lighthouse!"
+cried Mr. Ray, "The
+lighthouse! We are saved."</p>
+
+<p>He turned the boat and steered
+toward the light. It shone into the
+darkness like a kind eye.</p>
+
+<p>Fighting the wind and storm was
+hard work, but at last the boat
+reached the island on which the
+lighthouse stood. As the boat
+came to the shore Mr. Ray called
+and called. At last the door of the
+lighthouse opened and the keeper
+came out. He helped pull the boat<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</a></span>
+to shore. Then he lifted Paul out
+and carried him into the lighthouse
+and Mr. Ray followed.</p>
+
+<p>At first Paul was too wet and
+cold and too much frightened to
+care about anything. But when he
+had been warmed and his clothes
+dried he began to look around. He
+was in a cheerful room with the
+lighthouse keeper and his wife. His
+dear daddy was there, too. And
+there was another person in the
+room. This was a little boy with a
+very pale face. He sat in a wheeled
+chair. His poor back was so weak
+he could not walk. But his face
+was bright and smiling. He held<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</a></span>
+out his hand to Paul. "I'm Dick,"
+he said, "I came to the lighthouse
+in a storm too, and I've been here
+ever since."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, please tell me about it,"
+said Paul.</p>
+
+<p>"It was eight years ago," began
+Dick, "when Father Moore found
+me in a boat. There had been a
+shipwreck and I must have been in
+it. I don't remember anything
+about it. I was only two years old
+and my back had been hurt. But
+Father Moore saved me and he and
+Mother Moore took me to be their
+little boy."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, he's our little boy," said<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</a></span>
+the lighthouse keeper, who was
+"Father Moore." "We live here
+together and keep the light."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't you get lonely?" Paul
+asked Dick.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no," said Dick, "I have a
+great many things to play with.
+See!" And he pointed to a big
+table near his chair. On it were
+many small toys. There was a
+farm with fences, houses, horses,
+cows, and chickens. There were
+people too&mdash;a man, a woman, and
+two children. Everything was
+made of clay. There was a tall
+clay lighthouse and around it were
+clay ships and boats.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 288px;">
+<img src="images/i029.jpg" width="288" height="400" alt="DICK AND HIS CLAY TOYS" title="DICK AND HIS CLAY TOYS" />
+<span class="caption">DICK AND HIS CLAY TOYS</span>
+</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"What splendid toys," said Paul,
+"Did Santa Claus bring them?"</p>
+
+<p>"I made them myself," said Dick
+proudly. "My back and legs aren't
+much good but my fingers do whatever
+I want them to. Whenever I
+am lonely I think of something to
+make and then my fingers make it.
+I think," he went on laughing, "I'll
+make you and your father after
+you have gone."</p>
+
+<p>Paul hated to leave the lighthouse
+and brave little Dick. But
+he and Daddy had to go as soon as
+the storm was over. They knew
+Mrs. Ray would be greatly worried
+about them.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"I'll write to you," said Paul to
+Dick, "and I'll send you some of
+my books with pictures in them.
+Then you can make more things."</p>
+
+<p>How glad Paul's mother was
+when her little boy and his daddy
+reached home. That night she
+came in to tuck him snugly in bed.</p>
+
+<p>"Is my little boy sorry this is his
+last night at Fairport?" she asked.</p>
+
+<p>"No, Mother," said Paul. "I
+hate to leave Captain John, and the
+cave, and the beach, and the ocean;
+but I want to get home. I want to
+see Bob and Betty and Peggy and
+Dot. I want them to help me do
+something for Dick."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"What do you want to do, dear?"
+asked Mrs. Ray.</p>
+
+<p>"I want to send him something
+to keep his fingers busy, perhaps
+a tool chest and some wood," said
+Paul. "And, O Mother, do you
+think we could do something to
+make his back strong?"</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps we can," answered
+Mrs. Ray. "We must see what we
+can do to help him."</p>
+
+<p>You may be sure that some
+happy days came to Dick after the
+five little friends had put their
+heads together.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>Transcriber's Note: Obvious punctuation errors
+repaired.</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
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+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Five Little Friends, by 
+Sherred Willcox Adams and Maud and Miska Petersham
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
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+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Five Little Friends
+
+Author: Sherred Willcox Adams
+        Maud and Miska Petersham
+
+Release Date: May 17, 2008 [EBook #25497]
+
+Language: English
+
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS ***
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+Produced by Jason Isbell, Emmy and the Online Distributed
+Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net
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+
+FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  BY
+  SHERRED WILLCOX ADAMS
+
+  _ILLUSTRATED BY_
+  MAUD AND MISKA PETERSHAM
+
+  =New York=
+  THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
+  1922
+
+_All rights reserved_
+
+
+
+
+COPYRIGHT, 1922,
+
+BY THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Set up and electrotyped. Published December, 1922.
+
+Printed in the United States of America.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+                                                  PAGE
+
+          THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS AT SCHOOL          1
+
+          THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS IN VACATION       53
+
+[Illustration: THE GOLDFISH]
+
+
+
+
+THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS AT SCHOOL
+
+
+Bob and Betty, Paul and Peggy and little Dot are five little friends.
+They go to the same school. Many other children go to the school too,
+but these five little friends are the ones this story is about.
+
+Bob is the tall boy in the brown suit. Betty is the girl in the checked
+dress. Paul is the boy with the white blouse. Peggy is the girl with
+curls. Little Dot is the tiny child with bobbed hair.
+
+Bob and Betty, Paul and Peggy and little Dot have a very fine teacher.
+She is called Miss West. Many other children are in Miss West's room
+too. But the five little friends are the ones this story is about.
+
+One morning when the children came to school Miss West had a surprise
+for them. On her desk was something large and round. It was all covered
+with paper.
+
+"Guess what this is, children," said Miss West.
+
+"It is a balloon," said Bob.
+
+"I think it is a football," said Paul.
+
+"No, no, you are both wrong," said Miss West. She took the paper off.
+What do you think it was?
+
+It was a big glass bowl. In it were six goldfish. They were swimming
+about in the water.
+
+"Little folks," said Miss West, "these are our school pets. We must feed
+them and give them fresh water. Then they will live a long time and we
+can have fun watching them."
+
+The children stood around the bowl. They watched the fish swim and
+float. They laughed when one fish chased another round and round the
+bowl. He looked very funny with his big mouth wide open.
+
+Soon Miss West showed the children how to feed the fish. After that they
+took turns in caring for them. Paul and Peggy had the first turn. Next
+Bob and Betty had their turn. After that little Dot took care of the
+fish all by herself. The other children had turns too. But this story is
+about the five little children whose names you know.
+
+One day Miss West said to the children, "How many of you little girls
+and boys have pets of your own?"
+
+A great many hands were raised.
+
+"I have!" said Bob.
+
+"I have!" said Paul.
+
+"I have," "I have," "I have," said Betty and Peggy and little Dot.
+
+"I have thought of a fine plan," said Miss West. "Each day one child may
+tell the other children about his pet."
+
+"What fun!" said Betty; and all the other children thought, "What fun
+that will be!"
+
+"Who will have the first turn?" asked Bob.
+
+"We will play a game to see," said Miss West.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+So Miss West wrote the names of all the children on slips of paper Then
+she put all the slips in Paul's cap. Next she blindfolded Peggy. Peggy
+put her hand in the cap and drew out a slip. What name do you think was
+on this slip? The name was _Dot_.
+
+So the next day little Dot told about her pet. This is what she said:
+
+"My pet is a white cat. Her name is Snowball. She is as white as snow.
+When she curls up in front of the fire she is round like a ball.
+
+"One day my daddy could not find his hat. He looked and looked and
+looked for it. At last he found it in a dark corner under the stairs.
+
+"There was something in the hat. First Daddy saw two bright eyes. Then
+he saw Snowball all curled up in the hat. By her side were two little
+baby kittens. They were just like their mother. We named them Fluff and
+Muff. Now we have a happy cat family.
+
+"Daddy never got his hat back. At first the kittens slept in it. Now
+Fluff and Muff are so big they sleep in a box. But they like Daddy's hat
+to play with. Fluff gets on one side and Muff on the other. Then they
+pull and pull. Daddy's hat is almost worn out now."
+
+The children liked little Dot's story very much. They laughed when they
+thought of Fluff on one side and Muff on the other and Daddy's hat in
+the middle.
+
+The next day Betty was blindfolded. She put her hand in the cap and drew
+a slip. This time _Paul_ was written on the slip. So it was Paul's turn
+to tell about his pet. This is what he said:
+
+"My pet is a big collie dog. His name is Hero. When my mother goes to
+market she takes Hero with her. He trots by her side and carries a
+basket in his mouth.
+
+"Sometimes my mother sends Hero home with the meat and bread for dinner.
+He goes right along. He does not stop or look around. When he comes to
+our house he sets the basket down. Then he watches it until Mother
+comes. If anyone calls, 'Here, Hero,' he pricks up his ears, but he will
+not move from his place.
+
+"One day I tried to coax him away with a big bone. I know the bone
+looked and smelled good to Hero. He sniffed the air and looked at the
+bone with hungry brown eyes, but he never moved from the basket.
+
+"Last summer we went to the seashore. We took Hero with us. One day I
+was on the beach, playing in the sand. Hero was lying asleep in the
+sun. I was making a sand fort and my back was toward the sea.
+
+"Suddenly a big wave dashed in and knocked me down. Then another big
+wave came and carried me out into the water. As I did not know how to
+swim, I was very much frightened. I tried to call out, but my mouth was
+full of sea water. I could make only a little frightened sound; but Hero
+heard me. What do you think he did? He jumped into the water and swam
+out to me. I was too nearly drowned to catch hold of him. So he took my
+clothes in his mouth and began to swim with me to the shore.
+
+[Illustration: THE RESCUE]
+
+"I was heavy, and Hero was almost worn out before he got there. But he
+never once let go. He kept right on until he dropped me on dry land.
+Then he lay panting on the sand.
+
+"Just then Mother came to see where I was. When she saw what had
+happened she hugged me hard. Then she hugged Hero hard too. The next day
+she bought Hero a new collar with his name on it in big letters--HERO.
+That night Hero had a big bone with lots of meat on it for his supper."
+
+The children enjoyed Paul's story as much as they had Dot's. They
+thought Hero was a fine name for such a brave dog. They said Paul was a
+lucky boy to have a pet like that.
+
+On another day little Dot was blindfolded. The slip of paper she drew
+had this name on it--_Betty_. So it was Betty's turn to tell about her
+pet. This is what she told:
+
+"My pet is a pigeon. He is not just a common pigeon like the ones on the
+church roof. He is a carrier pigeon. My Uncle Fred brought him from
+France. He calls him the living airplane. Can you tell why?
+
+"He is named Arrow. In France Arrow used to carry messages to the
+soldiers. These messages were written on tiny slips of paper and tied
+around Arrow's neck.
+
+"When Uncle Fred came home he taught Arrow to go from my grandmother's
+house to our house and straight back again. It was a ten mile trip.
+
+"This is the way Uncle Fred did it. Almost every day he would feed Arrow
+at both places. It was easy for him to do this as he used to ride over
+to our house a great deal. When he took Arrow away from one place he
+would leave some grain there. Arrow knew this. So when he was let loose
+he would fly straight to the grain. He never seemed to lose his way or
+stop in the wrong place.
+
+"On Valentine's Day, Uncle Fred wanted to surprise me. He turned Arrow
+loose at Grandmother's house with something tied around his neck by a
+ribbon. Uncle Fred did not tell anyone what it was.
+
+"Arrow flew straight to our house. When I saw him I ran out to his
+feeding place. I spied the ribbon and untied it. I found a tiny gold
+heart with my name on it. I liked this Valentine best of all."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The boys and girls in the class enjoyed the story of Arrow. They liked
+it so much that Betty said she would ask Uncle Fred to come to school
+and tell about what Arrow did in France.
+
+Another day when one of the pupils was blindfolded and drew a slip of
+paper, the name on the slip was _Bob_. So at last it was Bob's turn.
+This is the story Bob told:
+
+"My pet is a pony named Dandy. Grandfather bought him for me. He got him
+from a man who had a pony show. This man had taught Dandy many tricks.
+
+"When I say, 'Dandy, how old are you?' Dandy lifts his right front foot
+and brings it down three times. This is how he says that he is three
+years old. When I say, 'Make a bow, Dandy,' he puts his front feet out
+and bows his head almost to the ground. His mane hangs over his eyes and
+he looks very funny.
+
+"Dandy can play 'Hide-and-Go-Seek' too. This is the way he does it. I
+take an ear of corn and show it to him. Then I run and hide it. I call,
+'Come, Dandy, come.' He comes and looks all around for the corn. When he
+finds it, he takes it in his mouth and trots around and around with it.
+When I say, 'Bring it to me, Dandy,' he comes to me with the ear of corn
+in his mouth. But when I try to take the corn, he shakes his head and
+trots away again.
+
+"One day I tried to play 'Hide-and-Go-Seek' with a handkerchief instead
+of an ear of corn. Dandy did not like it this way. He looked at the
+handkerchief. Then he sniffed at it. At last he shook his head and
+turned away. He seemed to say, 'A game like that may be fun for a boy,
+but it isn't fun for a pony. I am not going to play.'"
+
+Everyone liked the story of Dandy. Some of the children asked to hear
+some more about him. But Miss West said it was time for recess. So the
+children went out into the school yard and played "Pony" and
+"Hide-and-Go-Seek."
+
+Another day someone drew Peggy's name on the slip of paper. And this is
+what Peggy told:
+
+"My pet is a big green and red parrot. She has a cage in the living
+room. Mother calls her 'the General' because she likes to give orders.
+When we sit down Polly calls out, 'Get busy! Get busy! Get busy!' If we
+are too busy and do not notice Polly she rolls over on her back in the
+bottom of the cage and cries, 'Come quick! Come quick! Polly's sick!
+Polly's sick!' In the evening we put a cloth over Polly's cage to keep
+her quiet. When the cloth is taken off in the morning she begins to
+shout, 'Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!'
+
+"One evening we forgot to put the cloth over Polly's cage. That night,
+quite late, my big brother went down into the living room to find a book
+he had been reading. When he turned on the light, Polly thought it was
+day. She began to scream, 'Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!'
+
+"Everyone _did_ wake up. At first we were frightened. But when we found
+out what had happened we laughed and laughed. We laughed more when we
+heard a voice croak, 'Come quick! Come quick! Polly's sick! Polly's
+sick!'"
+
+The girls and boys all laughed at the story of Polly. Paul wrote a poem
+about her. This is what he wrote:
+
+          Upon my word,
+          Poll's a funny bird.
+
+The children went around at recess saying this. They said some of
+Polly's speeches too.
+
+One day Miss West told the children a true story that was very, very
+sad. It was about a blind man who sold papers. He had owned a little
+dog that used to lead him to his work and watch him all day; but the
+little dog had died. Now the poor man had no one to lead him. So he
+could not sell his papers.
+
+The children were very sorry for him. They wanted to do something to
+help.
+
+"Wouldn't it be fine," said Betty, "if we could buy him another dog?"
+
+"But how can we get the money?" said Paul.
+
+"We could give all our pennies, but that wouldn't be enough," said
+little Dot.
+
+"I know, I know!" cried Bob. "Let's give a show and have our pets for
+the show animals."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The children thought this was a fine plan. Miss West thought so too. She
+let them plan for the show.
+
+Then she let them make tickets. Each child made two tickets. They were
+like the funny picture in the middle of this page.
+
+Everyone who came had to pay for a ticket. Even the children who had
+pets in the show had to pay.
+
+When the big children heard about the Pet Show they bought tickets too.
+Then they helped the five little friends get ready for the show.
+
+The school yard was the show ground. The big boys made a gate for the
+people to come through. They made pens for all the animals. Next they
+printed some big signs to put on the pens. The signs were like these
+only much, much bigger.
+
+[Illustration: THE SIGNS WERE LIKE THESE ONLY MUCH, MUCH BIGGER]
+
+At last it was the day of the Pet Show. Bob and Betty, Paul and Peggy
+and little Dot came early with their pets. Soon the other children came
+too. There were big children, and middle-sized children, and little wee
+children.
+
+When they stopped at the gate who do you think the ticket man was? It
+was Hero with a basket in his mouth. The children dropped their tickets
+into the basket. They patted Hero's shaggy head and called him "Good
+dog" and "Brave old fellow."
+
+He looked very kind but very, very solemn.
+
+[Illustration: THEY DROPPED THEIR TICKETS INTO THE BASKET]
+
+They went to all the pens to see the show pets. Dandy stood in his pen.
+He looked very wise and very plump and shaggy. He poked his head out and
+let the children stroke his mane.
+
+In Polly's pen nothing could be seen but a big cage with a black cover
+over it. Not one bright feather showed. Not a single sound came from the
+cage.
+
+Snowball and her kittens were curled up in their box. They were as quiet
+as mice. All three had red and blue ribbons around their necks.
+
+The pen with Arrow's name on it was empty. On the ground some grain was
+scattered. By the grain were three light gray feathers. But no living
+airplane could be seen. "Where can he be?" the children asked.
+
+Just then Bob came out in front of the children. He was dressed like a
+real showman. He had on a high hat and a long coat. "Ladies and
+gentlemen," he said, in a funny deep voice, "the big show is about to
+begin. Will you please find seats in the show tent?" The children
+laughed and sat down on the ground.
+
+[Illustration: HE WAS DRESSED LIKE A REAL SHOWMAN]
+
+Bob went on talking like a showman. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said,
+"you are now to see Dandy, the trick pony." When he had said this, Bob
+went to the pen and brought Dandy out.
+
+"Now Dandy," he said, "tell the ladies and gentlemen how old you are."
+Dandy lifted his right foot and brought it down three times. The
+children clapped their hands.
+
+"Make a bow to the ladies and gentlemen, Dandy," said Showman Bob. Dandy
+put his front feet out. Then he bowed his head almost to the ground. His
+mane fell over his eyes and he looked very wise and funny.
+
+Next Bob took an ear of corn from his pocket. He held it in front of
+Dandy's nose. "Dandy, do you see this?" he said. Dandy nodded his head.
+His mane fell over his eyes. He looked very funny and full of mischief.
+
+"Now Dandy," said Showman Bob, "shut your eyes." Dandy winked and
+blinked. Then he shut his eyes tight. "Keep your eyes shut till I call
+'Come,'" said Bob. Then Bob started off with the ear of corn.
+
+[Illustration: BOB HID THE EAR OF CORN BEHIND A BOX]
+
+Dandy kept his eyes shut just one little minute. Then he opened them and
+began to peep. He peeped very slyly to see where Bob was hiding the
+corn. The children shouted with joy! Then Showman Bob came back. The
+corn was still in his hand. He pretended to be angry. He made Dandy hide
+his eyes once more.
+
+Again Dandy peeped slyly to see where Bob was hiding the corn. At last
+Showman Bob took little Dot's hat and tied it over Dandy's eyes. How the
+children did laugh! Dandy looked so funny with a little girl's hat on.
+
+Then Bob hid the ear of corn behind a box. He called, "Come, Dandy,
+come!" Dandy shook his head very hard. The hat rolled on the ground.
+Then Dandy began going round the show grounds. He stopped and sniffed at
+everything. "Oh see!" said Peggy, "Dandy is looking with his nose!" Soon
+Dandy sniffed at the box and found the ear of corn.
+
+"Come, Dandy, come!" called Showman Bob. Dandy came trotting up with the
+ear of corn in his mouth. But when Bob put out his hand for the corn
+Dandy kicked up his heels and away he went. He ran round and round like
+a pony in a circus.
+
+The children clapped their hands and shouted. Dandy went faster and
+faster. It was very exciting. At last Dandy stopped running. Then Bob
+led him back to the pen. There the little pony munched the corn happily.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Next it was Peggy's turn to show Polly. Showman Bob brought out a table.
+Then he helped Peggy put Polly's big cage on it. Peggy lifted the black
+cloth. There was Polly! She was the greenest, reddest, funniest parrot
+you ever saw. She winked her eyes, shook her feathers, and called out,
+"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" The children laughed; but they did not get
+up. So General Polly sang out, "Get busy! Get busy! Get busy!" The
+children soon knew what they must "get busy" about. Polly began to say
+in her most coaxing voice, "Polly wants a cracker! Poor Poll! Pretty
+Poll! Poor Polly wants a cracker!" This sounded so funny that everybody
+laughed.
+
+Peggy had some crackers in her pocket. She took them out and let the
+children feed Polly. They poked bits of cracker through the wires of her
+cage. Polly was not very polite. She pecked and grabbed and talked to
+herself. But everything she did was so funny that the children enjoyed
+it.
+
+At last Polly had all the crackers she wanted. Then she grew tired and
+cross. She began to scream, "Bad boy! Go away! Go away! Go away!" The
+children ran back to their seats. General Polly was left all alone.
+
+For a time she liked this. She swung on her perch and made queer noises
+to herself. Then she grew tired. She threw herself on the bottom of the
+cage and began to moan, "Come quick! Come quick! Polly's sick! Polly's
+sick!" Then Peggy came with the black cloth, and General Polly was taken
+to her pen.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Next it was little Dot's turn to show her cat family. She was too shy to
+play showman as Bob had done. She just came out in front of the
+children and stood there. Snowball was in her arms and Fluff and Muff
+were on her shoulders. She put Snowball down. Then she gave her
+shoulders a shake and Fluff and Muff scrambled down to the ground.
+
+Next Dot took two red balls from her pocket. Each ball had a long rubber
+fastened to it. It would bounce high without rolling away. Dot put a
+ball near each kitten's paws. Just as Fluff and Muff sprang to get the
+balls, Dot pulled the rubber. You never saw such surprised kittens! They
+sat still and looked with wide-open eyes. These were queer balls indeed
+that flew up into the air instead of rolling on the floor. This was
+something new and strange.
+
+The next time Dot bounced the balls Fluff and Muff were ready. Up they
+jumped, with their paws raised, but the balls sprang out of reach. "The
+kittens are trying to be living airplanes, too," said Paul.
+
+Next Dot went to the pen and brought something back. She held it up and
+said shyly, "This is Daddy's hat. It used to be the kittens' bed. Now it
+is their plaything."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+When she had said this she threw the hat on the ground. Quick as a wink
+Fluff was on one side of it and Muff was on the other. Then they began
+to paw and pull. Fluff pulled one way. Muff pulled the other. It was a
+real pulling match. Some of the children cried, "I think that Fluff
+will win." Others cried, "Hurrah for Muff."
+
+Just then a queer noise was heard. Can you guess what it was? It was the
+brim of Daddy's hat. It had torn all the way around--_rip, rip, rip_.
+Off it came so suddenly that both little kittens rolled over backward.
+
+All the children clapped their hands and laughed aloud. This frightened
+Fluff and Muff. They scampered to their mother as fast as their little
+white feet could carry them. This ended the act of the cat family.
+
+Next it was Betty's turn to show Arrow. But Arrow's pen was still
+empty. Betty whispered to Miss West. Miss West rose and said, "While we
+are waiting for the next act, let's sing together." She started a song
+everyone knew. All the children joined in.
+
+Just as they were singing a second song, something happened. A light
+speck was seen moving through the air. It came nearer and nearer. At
+last it circled round the pen, where the grain was scattered. Then it
+flew slowly to the ground. It was Arrow, the living airplane.
+
+The children crowded about the pen to see. "Look," said one of them.
+"There is something around Arrow's neck!" Betty bent over and looked.
+Yes, there _was_ something. She untied it quickly. On a piece of paper
+was written, "This is Arrow's gift to the blind man." In the paper was a
+bright five dollar gold piece.
+
+Betty read aloud what was on the paper. Then she held up the five dollar
+gold piece. How the children did shout and clap their hands. "Hurrah for
+Betty's Uncle Fred!" they cried. "Hurrah for the living airplane!
+Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!" When the last shout had been given, Showman
+Bob stepped out. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said in his deep showman's
+voice, "we thank you for coming to the Pet Show. We know the blind man
+will thank you too when he gets his new dog. The show will now close
+with a grand parade!"
+
+Then Bob made a showman's bow and went behind the schoolhouse. Soon a
+drum began to beat--_tum, tum, tum_. The parade was coming! First
+marched Showman Bob beating the drum. Behind him was Betty carrying a
+big American flag. On her shoulder was Arrow, the living airplane. Next
+came brave old Hero pulling a little cart. In the cart were Snowball,
+Fluff, and Muff and what was left of Daddy's hat. Dot marched beside the
+cart. After them came Dandy. Paul was walking by his side and holding
+something on his back. It was Polly's cage with the black cover off.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Pretty Poll was peeping from behind the wires. She looked surprised and
+a little bit frightened. Suddenly she rolled on her back at the bottom
+of the cage. The last thing the children heard as the parade passed out
+of sight was, "Come quick! Come quick! Polly's sick! Polly's sick!"
+
+I wish the children who read this book could hear about the blind man
+and his new dog but that is another story.
+
+[Illustration: THE LUNCH WAS PACKED AND OFF THE CHILDREN WENT]
+
+
+
+
+THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS IN VACATION
+
+
+I
+
+Soon after the Pet Show, school closed for the summer vacation. The
+children said good-bye to each other and to Miss West.
+
+For weeks everybody had been busy making plans for the summer.
+
+Paul went to the seashore and you may be sure brave Hero was taken
+along.
+
+Bob and his family went to the seashore too; and, what was best of all,
+they took a cottage not far from where Paul lived.
+
+Dandy was sent out to the country.
+
+Betty's mother said, "I want to have my little girl spend a summer on a
+farm--a real farm," so they went to Mr. White's.
+
+See if you can guess who went with them!
+
+No, it wasn't Arrow. The living airplane was left with Uncle Fred at
+Grandmother's. It wasn't Miss West. She went away on a long trip across
+the ocean. It was a very nice little person whose name begins with _D_,
+and it was another very nice little person whose name begins with _P_.
+
+Peggy's mother went too, but Poll was sent to a bird shop. Little Dot's
+mother stayed in the city with Dot's father and the cat family to keep
+them from getting lonely.
+
+Dot promised to be a good girl and to do just what the other mothers
+told her.
+
+It was a bright June afternoon when the three little girls and the two
+mothers got off the train at a little country station. Mr. White came to
+meet them. He and Billy, the hired man, piled all the trunks and bags in
+a wagon. Then Billy climbed up on the high seat and cracked his whip,
+saying, "Get-up! Get-up!" The horses pulled, the dust flew, and away
+the wagon went. Then Mr. White packed the mothers and the little girls
+into his automobile and away they also went to the farm.
+
+The farm was the very nicest place in the whole world. At least that is
+what the three little girls thought. Everything about it was nice. The
+rooms were big and cool and low. The wide side porch was a lovely place
+to eat dinner. The big low attic was splendid for rainy-day play; but
+the very, very nicest of all the nice things at the farm was Mary
+White.
+
+Mary was nine years and she had lived on the farm all her life. She knew
+all the good places to play. She could call every animal on the farm by
+name. She could make up the most delightful games. What a splendid
+playmate she was!
+
+First she took the children to the pasture to see the cows. There were
+three of them, Bonny-Belle, Bess, and Buttercup.
+
+Beside Buttercup was the dearest little calf with long thin legs and a
+soft tan coat. It was Don, Buttercup's first baby. He was just two
+months old and very full of life and mischief.
+
+"Is that another cow over there?" said Peggy, pointing to a field beyond
+the pasture. "Oh, no," said Mary, "That's Big Ben. He is a very wild and
+cross bull, so he has to have a home all by himself. No one ever goes
+into his field except Billy. Big Ben seems to hate people. But what he
+hates most is anything that is red."
+
+The children peeped in at Big Ben, with nice safe-afraid shivers going
+down their backs. Then Mary said, "Come let's go to the farmyard."
+
+The farmyard was a very busy place. "I never saw so many pets in all my
+life," said Betty. But Mary knew them all. She showed them Mrs. Speckle
+with her family of little baby chicks that looked like fluffy, yellow
+balls bobbing around her.
+
+Next she pointed out Mrs. Black Hen with her larger children. Some of
+these chickens were losing their feathers. How Mary did laugh when Peggy
+cried, "See, those poor little chickens are peeling off!"
+
+"Now," said Mary, "I will show you my trained chicken." First she went
+into the house and came out with two ripe, red cherries still on the
+stem. Then she called softly, "Come, come, Tom Thumb," and as she
+finished calling she put the stem of the cherries between her lips.
+
+Out from among the other chickens came a beautiful little white rooster.
+He looked almost like a toy, he was so tiny. With a glad little crow he
+flew straight up to Mary's shoulder, where he began to peck at the
+cherries. He ate very daintily. Sometimes he would stop eating and
+cuddle down on Mary's shoulder. When the ripe red treat was all eaten he
+gave another glad crow and flew down.
+
+[Illustration: MARY WHITE AND TOM THUMB]
+
+Betty and Dot and Peggy loved to help feed the chickens. Every morning
+after breakfast Mrs. White would come out into the yard with a big pan
+of corn-meal mush and Mary would follow with a smaller pan of bread
+crumbs. Then both mother and little girl would call, "Chick, chick,
+chick! Chick, chick, chick! Chick, chick, chick!" as if they were
+singing the same tune over and over. At this, such a hurry and scurry as
+there would be!
+
+It seemed as if every fowl on the farm heard the call and was coming.
+There were big hens and little hens, brown hens, black hens, white hens,
+and speckled hens. There were fluffy baby chicks and long-legged
+middle-sized chickens. There were proud roosters with bright combs and
+gay, glossy feathers. There were stately turkeys with long necks and
+great fan-like tails. There were ducks with long fat bodies and big flat
+feet.
+
+Hurry, scurry! Scurry, hurry! "Cluck, cluck." "Peep-peep." "Groo-groo."
+"Gobble-gobble." "Quack, quack." Such noise and excitement you never
+heard!
+
+Such table manners you never saw! All were talking at once. Everyone was
+pecking and pushing and grabbing!
+
+One morning at the farmyard breakfast Mrs. White said, "Where can Brown
+Betty be? I haven't seen her for two or three weeks. I am afraid she has
+gone off and hidden her nest somewhere. I wish I knew where, for turkey
+eggs are scarce this year. If you four children will find her nest I
+will pay you ten cents for each egg in it."
+
+The little girls were very much excited.
+
+"Just suppose," said Betty, "that we find a nest with six eggs in it.
+That will be sixty cents. What shall we buy with so much money?"
+
+"Wouldn't it be fun to get Father to take us to the store and let us
+buy things for a picnic?" said Mary.
+
+"Oh, yes, let's have a picnic," cried Peggy and Betty.
+
+"But first," said wise little Dot, "we must find Brown Betty's nest."
+
+That very day the children began to hunt for the hidden eggs. They
+climbed up into the barn loft and looked in the hay. Here they found
+Mrs. Nicker on her nest. When they came near she ruffled up her feathers
+and gave an angry cluck. "Don't be afraid," laughed Betty; "we are
+looking for something worth much more than one little hen's egg."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Then hidden down in the hay they came across a mouse's home with four
+baby mice in it. They looked very small and young and funny. Their tiny
+eyes were shut tight. "You are cunning little things but you won't buy
+us a picnic," said Peggy.
+
+In the eaves of the barn they found a swallow's nest, but the baby birds
+had flown away. Only some pieces of eggshell were left.
+
+All that day and part of the next and the next and the next the children
+hunted and hunted but no Brown Betty and no turkey eggs could they find.
+
+One bright June morning Mary said, "Let's go into the woods to play."
+
+"Oh, may we?" Betty and Peggy asked their mothers. And little Dot said,
+"Oh, please may I?" and looked from one mother to the other.
+
+"Yes, let them go," said Mrs. White. "The woods are not far away and
+there is nothing to harm them there."
+
+So the four little girls started out.
+
+They went down a shady lane and through a meadow. Then they came to the
+woods and wandered about for a while. At last they stopped by the side
+of a little brook that flowed merrily on its way.
+
+In a few minutes, shoes and stockings were taken off and the children
+were wading in the cool, rippling water. It was lots of fun, but the
+water was very cold. Soon they were glad to dry their feet in the soft
+grass and put on their shoes and stockings again.
+
+"Let's make a tree playhouse," said Mary; "I'll show you how." So they
+set to work with Mary as leader. They found a hollow tree with plenty of
+room in it. Next they gathered all the soft, velvety moss they could
+find. With this they made a thick green carpet on the floor. Then they
+made green moss furniture too. They had a bed, a couch, a table, and a
+chair.
+
+"We should have some one to live in our green, mossy house," said Peggy.
+"Let's go to the meadow and gather some daisies and make little flower
+people out of them."
+
+So off the children went. In a little while, back they came with their
+hands full of flowers.
+
+Peggy was the first one to reach the tree house. She looked in and then
+began to laugh and call to the others to come quickly.
+
+"We needn't make any flower people for our house," she said. "It's
+already rented." And sure enough, there on the green moss couch was a
+fat brown toad. He was winking and blinking and looking much pleased
+with his new home.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The children sat down to rest and watch Mr. Toad. All of a sudden they
+heard a queer sound. "Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep-cheep!" It
+seemed to come from the bushes.
+
+"It must be some little birds," said Betty.
+
+"Perhaps it is a mother quail and her babies," said Mary.
+
+Very carefully the four little girls peeped through the leaves and
+bushes.
+
+Can you guess what they saw?
+
+There, walking about in an open place in the woods, was Brown Betty, and
+running beside her and talking to her in turkey talk were eight baby
+turkeys.
+
+How excited the children were! They all wanted to run to the farmhouse
+with the good news. But at last they drew lots to see who should go.
+
+"I will hold four daisies," said Peggy, "and each of you may take one.
+The girl who gets the daisy with the longest stem may run ahead. If you
+leave the longest one in my hand, I will go."
+
+"Yes," said Mary, "and the other children may drive Brown Betty and her
+brood back to the farmyard."
+
+[Illustration: AWAY SHE RAN]
+
+So they drew the daisies and little Dot had the one with the longest
+stem. Away she ran as fast as her short legs could carry her.
+
+"Oh, Mrs. White," she cried, as she reached the farmhouse, "we found
+Brown Betty in the woods, but her eggs have all turned into little
+turkeys."
+
+While Mrs. White was laughing over Dot's way of telling the news, the
+other children came up with Brown Betty and her brood.
+
+"Dear, dear," said Mrs. White, "as the eggs have turned into turkeys I
+will let the money I promised turn into a picnic. Let me see, to-day is
+Tuesday. Will you be ready to go on Thursday?"
+
+"Indeed we will!" cried the children. "Thank you so much."
+
+On Wednesday morning Mary woke up very, very early.
+
+Then Mary woke Betty and Peggy and little Dot.
+
+They all dressed as quickly as they could and hurried out of doors. The
+sun was just rising and the sky was a beautiful red and gold. The dew
+sparkled on the grass, and in the tree tops the birds were just
+beginning to chirp and call.
+
+"Where are you going, my pretty maids?" laughed Mr. White.
+
+"We're 'going a-milking, sir, she said,'" Mary replied.
+
+Then each little girl took a tin cup and followed Mr. White and Billy to
+the pasture where Bonny-Belle and Bess stood waiting. Billy let down the
+bars and the cows came into the barnyard. Mr. White milked Bonny-Belle
+and Billy milked Bess.
+
+The little girls stood near and watched.
+
+How Mr. White and Billy laughed when little Dot said, "Oh, is that the
+way you get milk on a farm? We get ours out of bottles."
+
+Before milking time was over each little girl held her cup and had it
+milked full of fresh, new milk.
+
+At first the children thought they would carry the cups home and drink
+the milk for breakfast. But they were so hungry they couldn't wait, so
+they drank it standing in the barnyard, with Bonny-Belle and Bess
+looking at them with soft, kind eyes.
+
+That afternoon Mary had some work to do and Betty and Peggy went for a
+walk with their mothers.
+
+[Illustration: DOT AND DON]
+
+Little Dot was tired from her early morning visit to the barnyard. So
+she took a book of fairy stories and went out into the near-by field.
+She settled herself cozily under a big maple tree and began to read.
+After a little while the book slid from her hands. Her head nodded and
+nodded and then rested on the grass. Her eyes winked and winked and then
+closed.
+
+She must have slept almost an hour when she woke with a start. Something
+very soft and moist was moving over her nose and cheeks. It felt almost
+as if her face were being washed with a sticky cloth.
+
+Dot opened her sleepy blue eyes and looked right into the big brown eyes
+of Don, Buttercup's baby calf.
+
+"Oh! Oh!" cried the little girl.
+
+"Ma-a-a," replied Don as he frisked away.
+
+"You are a dear little thing," Dot called after him, "but I wish you
+wouldn't kiss me with your tongue all over my face."
+
+The morning of the picnic was bright and clear. There was great
+excitement in the kitchen and pantry. Mrs. White and Molly, the maid,
+were fixing the lunch, but the four little girls couldn't help popping
+in every few minutes to take a peep. The two other mothers peeped too.
+What they saw made them wish that they were to be invited to the picnic.
+But this time only the four little girls who had found Brown Betty were
+to go.
+
+At last the lunch was packed in four baskets and off the children went.
+
+On their way they found some wild strawberries. They stopped to pick
+them, and Mary showed the others how to make leaf baskets to hold
+berries. They gathered broad, flat leaves and fastened them together
+with little twigs.
+
+Then they went on until at last they came to the loveliest spot you ever
+saw. It was an open space with trees all around it. Near-by was a little
+bubbling spring.
+
+The children set their baskets in the shade and began to romp and play.
+They played "Hide-and-Go-Seek" and a new game which they called "Echo."
+Can you guess how to play this game?
+
+At last they grew tired and hungry and began to unpack their baskets and
+to put their lunch on a mossy spot near the brook. Such a feast you
+never saw! Everything a child likes best came out of those baskets. How
+the four children did eat and eat and eat! And when they had eaten and
+eaten and eaten until they could eat no more, there were still some good
+things left.
+
+"Let's rest a while," said Mary, "and perhaps we'll be hungry again.
+Shall I tell you a fairy story?"
+
+"Oh, please do," said Betty; and Peggy and Dot echoed together, "Please
+do."
+
+So Mary told them of a fairy ball where all the little fairies came out
+of their flower cups and danced by the light of the moon.
+
+"Wouldn't this spot be a lovely place for a fairy ball?" said Peggy,
+when Mary had finished the story. "I wonder if there are any fairies in
+this wood."
+
+"I know how we can find out," cried Betty. "We can give the fairies a
+party."
+
+"But they only come out at night," said Dot, "so we couldn't see them."
+
+"But," replied Betty, "we can make a feast for them; and, if the next
+morning we find the feast is gone, we shall know the fairies really
+came."
+
+"Oh, let's do it," cried Dot and Peggy. And Mary said, "If we want the
+fairies to come we must make a magic ring of flowers." "That will be
+lots of fun," cried the children.
+
+So for the rest of the afternoon they were very busy indeed.
+
+They went to the meadow and gathered clover blossoms. Then they sat
+down on the moss and made a magic ring.
+
+When the magic ring was placed around a lovely mossy spot they began to
+set the table for the feast.
+
+"We'll give them cake and some ripe strawberries," said Betty.
+
+"But fairies eat dewdrops served on rose leaves," said Peggy.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"When they come to a party given by little girls, they eat just what
+little girls give them. You'll see," said Betty. So the moss table was
+set with leaf plates, and on each plate were a ripe, red strawberry and
+a fairy-size piece of cake. When everything was ready the children
+danced around the magic ring three times to make it more magic. Then
+they packed their baskets and went home, feeling very tired but very
+happy and much pleased with the picnic.
+
+That night Betty could not go to sleep for a long, long time. She lay in
+bed and watched the moonbeams.
+
+"I wonder," she thought, "whether the fairies will come. I wonder
+whether the man in the moon is looking down at them now. I wonder"--and
+then she went to sleep and dreamed that she was dancing around and
+around the magic ring with the man in the moon. All around them fairies
+were sliding up and down from the tree tops to the mossy ground, on
+silver moonbeams.
+
+The next day the children went to the woods to see whether the fairies
+had been there. Betty reached the spot first and cried out joyfully,
+"They came! They came!" And sure enough, the leaf plates were empty.
+Every strawberry, every crumb of cake, was gone.
+
+"The fairies really came," said the other little girls as they stood
+around the magic ring.
+
+"Tweet-tweet-tweet," sang a bird in a tree top; "tweet-tweet-tweet."
+
+He cocked his little head and looked very wise and knowing. But
+"Tweet-tweet-tweet; tweet-tweet-tweet" was all he said.
+
+One of the things Peggy and Betty and Dot liked best to do was to watch
+Mrs. White skim the rich cream from the great pans of milk in the dairy.
+The dairy was down by the brook and the pans of milk were on shelves
+near the water, so that they were kept fresh and cool.
+
+One very warm day Mary said, "Let's play dairy."
+
+"All right," said Betty.
+
+"All right," echoed Peggy and Dot. "You show us how."
+
+So Mary brought two big pans and two pieces of soap from the kitchen.
+She filled the pans with water and put a piece of soap in each pan.
+Then she told the other children to watch the cream rise. She began to
+shake the soap about in the water, and the suds rose higher and higher.
+
+"It's rather _white_ cream," she said, "but we can play it comes from a
+cow named Snowball."
+
+"It's splendid cream," cried the three little girls. "May we help make
+it?"
+
+"I wonder whether Molly will let us use her cream skimmers," said Mary.
+
+Molly heard her name and came to the kitchen door to see what mischief
+those blessed children were up to now. She saw the pans on a seat built
+round a big maple tree and the four little girls bobbing about, very
+busy indeed.
+
+"Molly, will you please let us have the skimmers?" Peggy cried.
+
+"Well," replied Molly, "as it's clean dirt you're making I suppose I
+must."
+
+So Mary and Betty made the cream rise, and Dot and Peggy skimmed it and
+poured it into bottles and old cans to "sell."
+
+While they were in the midst of the fun, Red Chief, the proudest rooster
+in the farmyard, came strutting along.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+He put his head on one side and looked at the pans. "Too-ok, too-ok,
+too-ok. Is it feeding time?" he said. "Too-ok, too-ok, too-ok. I must
+see; I must see; I must see." With that he flapped his great red wings
+and flew up on the side of the pan.
+
+Now Red Chief was a heavy rooster and the pan was not very firm. Down
+tumbled the pan and Red Chief together. The make-believe cream and milk
+went all over him. Such a wet, cross, disgusted rooster you never saw!
+"Too-ok, too-ok, too-ok," he croaked, as he shook the soapsuds from his
+feathers. Then away he marched, scolding to himself about little girls
+who played silly games.
+
+One afternoon the children were out in the orchard playing "lady." Mary
+and Betty were the mothers in the game. Peggy and Dot were the
+children.
+
+Betty had on a long skirt and a fine grown-lady's hat. Mary had a scarf
+trailing on the ground instead of a long skirt, and she carried her
+mother's very best umbrella. It was a bright red one that could be used
+for sun as well as rain. It made Mary feel very grown-up indeed. The two
+"play" families made their homes under the trees. They paid visits back
+and forth. They gave tea parties. The children had measles and mumps and
+were put to bed on the grass with leaf plasters over their faces.
+
+Mary was Mrs. Ray and Dot was her little daughter, Lily.
+
+At last Mrs. Ray sent Lily to the meadow to buy some flowers. Dot danced
+gaily away. Just as she was gathering the flowers, a bright, blue
+butterfly lighted near her and then flew a little farther on. He seemed
+to be inviting her to race with him. So off Dot started.
+
+Her fat little legs seemed to twinkle over the grass, but the butterfly
+went faster still. Away he flew across the pasture, away over the fence
+into the next lot. Dot paused only a minute, then she slipped under the
+wire of the fence and followed. On and on she went. She did not notice
+where she was going. But the butterfly fluttered far ahead and was soon
+out of sight.
+
+Then Dot stopped and looked around. She was in a strange field. No
+living thing was about. Yes, something was moving over in the far
+corner. It turned around and seemed to sniff the air. Poor little Dot
+stood almost frozen with fright. It was Big Ben.
+
+Then Dot did the worst thing she could have done. She gave a loud cry
+and began to run.
+
+Big Ben shook himself and sniffed the air again. Then he began to come
+toward her in great bounds, with his head down.
+
+Back in the orchard the make-believe Mrs. Ray had begun to wonder why
+her little girl was staying so long. At last with her scarf across her
+shoulders and her umbrella over her head she went out to find her
+daughter.
+
+Mary reached the meadow just as Dot screamed.
+
+For a moment she stood still and looked around. The meadow was empty.
+Then she knew that little Dot was in the field with Big Ben.
+
+Swift as the wind Mary ran on, closing the umbrella as she went.
+
+Under the fence she crept and ran toward Dot.
+
+Poor little Dot was running and stumbling and crying. Big Ben was
+bounding nearer and nearer.
+
+"Don't be afraid," Mary called, as she came up to the little girl.
+
+Then Mary did a strange thing. She opened the red umbrella and whirled
+it around and around. Then she threw it toward Big Ben as far as it
+would go. It went rolling over the grass, with Big Ben bounding wildly
+after it.
+
+The red umbrella made him so angry that he forgot all about the little
+girls.
+
+[Illustration: BIG BEN BOUNDED AFTER THE UMBRELLA]
+
+Mary and Dot crept under the fence to safety.
+
+"O Mother," sobbed Mary, when the children reached home and told the
+story, "O Mother, your lovely red umbrella is all ruined!"
+
+"But my little girl is safe," said Mrs. White, "and she has saved the
+life of her little friend." Mrs. White put her arm around Mary and held
+her tightly, and drew little Dot to her, too, just as Dot's own mother
+would have done.
+
+I wish you could hear all the things Betty, Peggy, and little Dot did on
+the farm. It would take a great, big book to hold the story; and this
+is a little book for little folks.
+
+At last the summer vacation was over. The three little girls and the two
+mothers had to leave their friends on the farm and go back to the city.
+
+The little girls said good-bye to every living thing on the place--to
+the little pet rooster, to Red Chief, to the Speckle family, and to Mrs.
+Black Hen and her children who were now almost grown and had whole suits
+of clothes on. They said good-bye to Brown Betty and her children. They
+went to the pasture and said good-bye to Bonny-Belle, Bess, and
+Buttercup, and to frisky little Don. They even stood at the fence and
+waved good-bye to bad Big Ben.
+
+Then the two mothers and the three little girls said good-bye to Mrs.
+White and Billy and Molly and last of all to dear little Mary, who
+promised to come and visit them at Christmas time.
+
+"Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye!" they called as Mr. White tucked them
+into the automobile and drove away. "We've had a happy, happy summer!"
+
+When they reached the city, little Dot's father was at the station to
+meet them. How glad he was to see his little girl again! And how happy
+Dot was to put her arms around dear Daddy's neck!
+
+"How is Mother?" she said, "and how are Snowball and Fluff and Muff?"
+
+"Everyone is well," said Daddy, "and I have a grand surprise for you."
+
+"What is it, Daddy?" cried little Dot.
+
+Betty and Peggy came near to listen too.
+
+"That's telling," laughed Daddy. "I'd rather show you when we get
+home."
+
+"May Betty and Peggy go with us?" he asked the two mothers. I think the
+two mothers must have known the secret. They smiled and said, "Yes,
+indeed."
+
+So off the three little girls went with Dot's father.
+
+When they reached Dot's house no one was at the door to meet them.
+
+This seemed strange.
+
+At the head of the stairs a strange lady with a cap and apron on was
+standing and smiling at them. She led them into the front room, still
+smiling but saying nothing. This made it very exciting.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There in an easy chair was Dot's mother. She was holding something in
+her arms. At her feet were Snowball and the kittens sound asleep in
+their basket.
+
+"O, Mother, Mother!" cried little Dot running to her.
+
+"My own little girl!" said Mother. "See, here is a darling new pet for
+you and Daddy and me."
+
+She held out the bundle in her arms, and it was a dear little baby
+brother.
+
+"The very best pet in all the world!" said little Dot.
+
+And Betty and Peggy thought so too.
+
+
+II
+
+But what have Paul and Bob been doing all this time? We will have to go
+back to the beginning of vacation and see.
+
+The place where they spent the summer was called Fairport. At Fairport
+there was a wide, smooth, sandy beach. Here the boys went in bathing,
+built sand forts, and gathered shells.
+
+On one part of the shore the beach was very narrow. Great rocks rose
+like a fort above it. Paul and Bob liked to play on the rocks. Sometimes
+they played that they were Indians and sometimes that they were cave
+men.
+
+They found a place under the rocks for their cave. When they pretended
+that they were pirates, they hid their treasures in the cave. Their
+treasures were things they found on the beach. There were shells and
+boxes, and bottles and queer bits of china and glass. Hero was a fierce
+monster guarding the treasure.
+
+Sometimes the boys put Hero in the cave and pretended he was a lion.
+Then they stole into his den and captured him and sold him to a circus
+man. The circus man was Roy, a little boy who liked to play with them.
+
+One day Bob and Paul and Roy saw some big boys standing on the wharf.
+They were catching crabs. First they baited their lines and then threw
+them into the water. When the crabs "bit" they drew them in. It looked
+very exciting. The three little boys wanted to try.
+
+So they found strings and the big boys gave them some bait. Bob and Roy
+had good luck. But Paul was so excited he couldn't pull his line in
+quickly enough to catch a crab. At last he thought, "If I wade into the
+water I'll be near the crabs. Then it won't be so hard to pull them in."
+
+[Illustration: PAUL AND THE CRAB]
+
+So down he climbed and into the water he waded. Soon Bob and Roy heard
+him call, "Oh, Oh, Oh, come quick!"
+
+"What is it?" called Bob. "Have you caught a big crab?"
+
+"Oh, no," said Paul. He was half laughing and half crying, and all the
+time he was shaking his foot as hard as he could. "Oh, no, I haven't
+caught a crab. A--crab--has--caught me!" And sure enough, a big fat crab
+had nipped Paul's toe and was holding it fast.
+
+Bob climbed down and pulled it off. Paul went home and tied up his sore
+toe. Then he came back and sat on the wharf and watched the others.
+Somehow, he didn't feel like catching crabs. So he pretended he was a
+sailor who had been bitten by a big shark.
+
+One day Bob and Paul found a very nice bottle on the beach. It had a
+tight cork so that the water could not soak in. At first they thought
+they would hide it in their treasure cave. But that didn't seem exciting
+enough. So they thought and thought what to do with it. At last Bob
+said, "I know! Let's write our names and where we live on a piece of
+paper and put it in the bottle. Then let's throw the bottle out to sea."
+So he wrote:
+
+[Illustration: Handwritten: Bob Johnson
+
+Paul Ray
+
+Fairport, Maine]
+
+They put the paper in the bottle and corked the bottle tightly. Then
+they threw it out into the ocean. At first the bottle bobbed up and down
+in the water. But soon a big wave caught it and carried it out of
+sight.
+
+"Suppose," said Paul, "the bottle goes way out to sea and a big whale
+swallows it. And suppose it makes the big whale so sick that he swims
+near to the shore. Then some fishermen will catch him and kill him. When
+they cut him open they will find the bottle, and when they read our
+names they will know we are the boys who helped them get the great big
+whale."
+
+"Or," said Bob, "suppose the bottle goes out to sea and a man in a
+seaplane sees it and opens it. And suppose he comes flying to Fairport
+and when he lands here he asks where we are. Then when he finds us he
+takes us for a long, long ride in his seaplane."
+
+It was great fun supposing. The next morning Bob and Paul went to the
+beach all ready to have some more supposes.
+
+But what was that small thing lying on the sand? It looked very much
+like a bottle. Yes, it was. It was _the_ bottle!
+
+Bob picked it up and looked rather disappointed. Paul looked
+disappointed too. "Our supposes are no good now," he said. "Oh yes,"
+cried Bob, "I know a fine suppose. It's so good it's almost true. Let's
+pretend a big wave was the parcel postman." When he saw the bottle away
+out in the ocean with our names in it, he brought it straight to us.
+"Why, of course," said Paul. "The parcel postman had to bring the bottle
+to us. He couldn't take it to the whale or to the man with the seaplane.
+It wasn't addressed to them."
+
+One day Bob's father took Paul and Bob out fishing. They carried their
+bait in a tin can and they took a larger can to hold their fish. They
+stood on a high rock and threw their lines out into the deep water. The
+fish bit very well. Mr. Johnson caught five or six. But the boys were
+so excited they could not wait. They drew up their lines too soon. Once
+Paul felt a pull and waited. When he felt another pull he drew in his
+line. On it was a very tiny fish. "It's too small to keep," said Mr.
+Johnson. So he took it carefully off the hook and threw it back into the
+water.
+
+In a little while Bob felt a pull on his line. He held it very still and
+waited. Soon there was another pull--a very strong one. Then there came
+a jerk that almost threw him down. "Now draw in your line," said Mr.
+Johnson. "Steady, steady!" Bob pulled. His line almost broke. He pulled
+and tugged and pulled again. Then up came the line and on it was a
+fish--a big, beautiful fish flapping and twisting. "Good, good," cried
+Mr. Johnson. "That's a prize catch."
+
+How proud Bob felt as he landed his fish. He wouldn't let his father
+help take it off the hook. He did it all himself. For a moment he stood
+with the beautiful prize fish in his hand. Some people were fishing
+near-by and he wanted them to see. He wanted them to know of his prize
+catch. He felt very proud. "Look," said one of them; "what a great big
+fish!" Bob heard and felt prouder than ever. He threw his fish into the
+can as if he were saying, "Oh, that's nothing, I _always_ catch the
+biggest fish." Then he began to bait his hook again.
+
+Just then Paul cried out, "Oh, Oh, Oh!" quickly. Bob turned just in time
+to see his prize fish flop out of the can and back into the sea.
+
+"Oh, Oh, Oh!" He was no longer a proud fisherman. He was just a very sad
+little boy.
+
+On another day Bob and Paul stopped in front of a little cottage. A man
+was in the yard mending a big fish net and they liked to watch him. The
+man was a strong young fisherman.
+
+At the door of the cottage sat an old, old man with white hair. A cane
+was by his side. He spoke to Bob and Paul and let them come in and sit
+on the steps near him. He was the fisherman's father. He was called
+Captain John. He had once been a fisherman himself. Now he was too old
+to work, but he knew many stories of the sea. Bob and Paul never grew
+tired of hearing them. Every day they came to the cottage. Captain John
+was always there sitting in the doorway, with his cane by his side. He
+was always ready to tell them an exciting true story of the sea.
+
+One day a big gray cat was curled up at Captain John's feet. "Is pussy
+your pet, Captain John?" asked Bob. "No, little lad," said the old man.
+"She belongs to my daughter. My pet is almost as old as I am. She's a
+brave old friend. We have stuck by each other for over fifty years.
+We've seen hard times and good times together. And now we are growing
+old side by side."
+
+"Will you show her to us, please, Captain John?" said the two little
+boys.
+
+"Yes, yes," replied the old man; "come with me." He took his cane and
+walking very, very slowly, he took the boys around the cottage to a tiny
+garden. There was one spot in the garden that was bright with flowers.
+
+Captain John led them there. "Here she is," he said. "Here's my old
+friend, the _Sea Gull_, dressed up in her Sunday clothes."
+
+The boys looked and saw that the _Sea Gull_ was a boat. She was Captain
+John's pet--almost as old as he was. She was his brave old friend who
+had stuck by him for over fifty years. Now she was too old for the sea
+so she had a home in the tiny garden. The flowers that had been planted
+in her were her "Sunday clothes."
+
+[Illustration: CAPTAIN JOHN AND THE _SEA GULL_]
+
+"She seems alive to me," said Captain John. "I am glad we can grow old
+side by side."
+
+I wish you could hear of all the good times Bob and Paul had at
+Fairport. Every day was packed with fun and both little boys grew taller
+and very brown.
+
+At last vacation time was nearly over. Bob left Fairport first. He and
+his family went home in his father's automobile. They camped out every
+night. The camping tents and the pots and pans were strapped on the
+back of the automobile. They rode all day. They went over hills, through
+valleys, and into cities.
+
+One day they passed a flower farm. "Oh, Mother," begged Bob, "May I stop
+and buy some flowers?" "Why, Bob," said his mother, "What do you want
+with flowers? We haven't any room for them in the automobile."
+
+"I don't want them to take home," said Bob, "I want to send them by the
+postman to Captain John. They are for the _Sea Gull_."
+
+So the automobile stopped and Bob spent his birthday money at the
+flower farm. The next day the parcel post brought Captain John a box of
+spring bulbs and fall plants. With them was a card in Bob's very best
+writing:
+
+[Illustration: Handwritten: To Captain John's Pet
+
+The "Sea Gull"
+
+  from
+  B. J.
+
+Guess who this is.]
+
+Paul stayed in Fairport a week after Bob had left.
+
+He was not lonely, for his daddy had come. Paul and his daddy were
+great friends. They went around together like two chums.
+
+The day before Daddy's week was up they went out for a long sail. Mrs.
+Ray was afraid to go, but Paul was not. He felt very big and brave. With
+Daddy to sail the boat everything would be all right. The sun shone, the
+wind blew, and away they started. The boat seemed to skim along as
+lightly as a sea gull.
+
+At last they landed on a little island. Paul helped his daddy gather
+sticks and build a fire. Mr. Ray put four ears of corn under the wood.
+Paul thought they would burn up, but they didn't. The husks covered
+them. Next Mr. Ray put a pan on the fire and fried some bacon and some
+potatoes. Paul unpacked a basket of sandwiches, and by that time
+everything was ready. They had no plates and no napkins. They ate with
+their fingers, in just the way little boys sometimes wish to do and
+mustn't, when they are at the table.
+
+Daddy told stories of camping and hunting as they sat by the fire.
+
+Time passed very quickly. It was four o'clock before they knew it.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"All aboard," cried Mr. Ray, and in a very few minutes the lunch things
+were packed up and they were in the boat. At first the sails filled and
+the boat moved swiftly on. But suddenly the sky grew dark. Great claps
+of thunder were heard. Lightning played all around the boat. The wind
+blew fiercely. The waves dashed so high that the boat was almost upset.
+Paul felt very small and almost afraid, but not quite. His big, brave
+daddy was there. "Sit still, hold tight," Daddy called. His voice
+sounded far away, the storm was making such a noise.
+
+It seemed hours and hours that Paul sat still and held tight. He grew
+cold and stiff and wet. The sky became blacker and blacker. The wind
+howled louder and louder. Sometimes Daddy shouted, hoping that some one
+in a bigger boat would hear and come to help him. But no help came.
+
+All at once a clear, bright light shone over the water. "The
+lighthouse!" cried Mr. Ray, "The lighthouse! We are saved."
+
+He turned the boat and steered toward the light. It shone into the
+darkness like a kind eye.
+
+Fighting the wind and storm was hard work, but at last the boat reached
+the island on which the lighthouse stood. As the boat came to the shore
+Mr. Ray called and called. At last the door of the lighthouse opened and
+the keeper came out. He helped pull the boat to shore. Then he lifted
+Paul out and carried him into the lighthouse and Mr. Ray followed.
+
+At first Paul was too wet and cold and too much frightened to care about
+anything. But when he had been warmed and his clothes dried he began to
+look around. He was in a cheerful room with the lighthouse keeper and
+his wife. His dear daddy was there, too. And there was another person in
+the room. This was a little boy with a very pale face. He sat in a
+wheeled chair. His poor back was so weak he could not walk. But his face
+was bright and smiling. He held out his hand to Paul. "I'm Dick," he
+said, "I came to the lighthouse in a storm too, and I've been here ever
+since."
+
+"Oh, please tell me about it," said Paul.
+
+"It was eight years ago," began Dick, "when Father Moore found me in a
+boat. There had been a shipwreck and I must have been in it. I don't
+remember anything about it. I was only two years old and my back had
+been hurt. But Father Moore saved me and he and Mother Moore took me to
+be their little boy."
+
+"Yes, he's our little boy," said the lighthouse keeper, who was "Father
+Moore." "We live here together and keep the light."
+
+"Don't you get lonely?" Paul asked Dick.
+
+"Oh, no," said Dick, "I have a great many things to play with. See!" And
+he pointed to a big table near his chair. On it were many small toys.
+There was a farm with fences, houses, horses, cows, and chickens. There
+were people too--a man, a woman, and two children. Everything was made
+of clay. There was a tall clay lighthouse and around it were clay ships
+and boats.
+
+[Illustration: DICK AND HIS CLAY TOYS]
+
+"What splendid toys," said Paul. "Did Santa Claus bring them?"
+
+"I made them myself," said Dick proudly. "My back and legs aren't much
+good but my fingers do whatever I want them to. Whenever I am lonely I
+think of something to make and then my fingers make it. I think," he
+went on laughing, "I'll make you and your father after you have gone."
+
+Paul hated to leave the lighthouse and brave little Dick. But he and
+Daddy had to go as soon as the storm was over. They knew Mrs. Ray would
+be greatly worried about them.
+
+"I'll write to you," said Paul to Dick, "and I'll send you some of my
+books with pictures in them. Then you can make more things."
+
+How glad Paul's mother was when her little boy and his daddy reached
+home. That night she came in to tuck him snugly in bed.
+
+"Is my little boy sorry this is his last night at Fairport?" she asked.
+
+"No, Mother," said Paul. "I hate to leave Captain John, and the cave,
+and the beach, and the ocean; but I want to get home. I want to see Bob
+and Betty and Peggy and Dot. I want them to help me do something for
+Dick."
+
+"What do you want to do, dear?" asked Mrs. Ray.
+
+"I want to send him something to keep his fingers busy, perhaps a tool
+chest and some wood," said Paul. "And, O Mother, do you think we could
+do something to make his back strong?"
+
+"Perhaps we can," answered Mrs. Ray. "We must see what we can do to help
+him."
+
+You may be sure that some happy days came to Dick after the five little
+friends had put their heads together.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Transcriber's Note: Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
+
+
+
+
+
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