Brother and Sister

sted a fishpond for the party,

they cried. "T

like it," said Mot

"It's fun to fish over the

e one. Louise and Grace might not care for such things at the

ounded through the hedge and up to the front porch. "Little color

was certainly bulging wit

nd and for the-there! I almost told you." She c

ed Sister. "Tell me,

ges you may open, and after lunch I'll help you tie them up again and fix the pond

her bag on the porch floor and

aid Sister eagerly. "Wh

he packages. "We saw a little boy down town and his foot was

e," said Sister. "Like Dr.

said we mustn't go on the ground without our sandals, and she said she guessed th

in pity. "I like to go barefoot, Roddy, but

rted Brother, trying to be hopeful. "

boy and girl who didn't wear shoes on Sunday and every day in the

forgotten one moment longer, and they

r. "What do you s'pose Mother

thinking about Ralph's present. He says that he

r milk for breakfast?"

ey couldn't grow properly without enough milk, and as both were anxious

, and when they were called in to lunch presently, he drank ano

pond presents," said Louise,

h Molly, and of course none of the brothers were home during the day excep

ere out of sight, and each small guest is given a fishing rod and line with a hook at the end. He dangles this ov

es of a table and this table placed across one corner of the parlor. This was the "ocean." The presents were placed on the floor back of the table, an

en the fishpond was ready and Louise and Grace ha

uch the clean white clothes spread out on the guest room bed for them to w

watch for Ralph?

ck and Jimmie dearly. But no one was quite as patient as Ralph, no one had time to re

night, and though Dick kissed Sister and said, "Hello, kid," t

d teasingly, though he knew very well

"Ralph, couldn't you tell me what the present is now? I'm

r up and sat her

he replied slowly. "Let's see, did you

t I, Sister?" sai

nk all of his for lunch, too,

t every day, too. Well, Brother, I tell you what I'll do-tomorrow morning

night without a protest. He and Sister trailed sleepily off upstairs, wishing

if they helped each other with the buttons. Mother Morrison usually came up before they were r

picture book she wanted to look at. She was lying on her bed, in her nightie, looking at the pictures while Brother splashed in the tub and Mothe

thrusting in his head. "Have either

up to look at Dick, who, indeed, did seem

ck. "I've hunted everywhere for my collar