Dorothy Dainty's Gay Times

gan to bring out the cushions, and the boy tossed them in upon the straw which lay upon the floor of the pung. Then Patricia and Ar

shawls which Patricia had taken. Now she was very glad t

e pung forward with a lurch, and rolled the two girls over upon the straw. Patri

don't think you're very nice to laugh about it, Patricia. I wouldn't like

le of the road that caused Arabella's

. She could not help laughing. She rarely felt sorry for

er than usual, because of the two heavy shawls which were crowded so high that she appeared to have no neck at all. Small as her face was, it co

ughed Patricia, and just at that moment the boy wh

t's painted the color er this pung, an' stands between a

on't," decla

two different roads, an' I'd go the way ye'd lik

that has the most houses on it," Patricia answered, and the boy turned into

ones that must have held three tribes at least, judging by t

that too often to be impressed, and he only wagge

elt that she was having a frolic, and even Arabella's glum face could not qui

felt ag

n I should think I might laugh at her for invit

et that she was provoked with Patricia, because

of hay-colored hair, ran out fro

e horthe! My, thee hith bonthe thtick out! Gueth they f

he private school; don't they look grand ridin'

rthe would jump if I

it!" shoute

andy, thinking that perhaps

been told not to ma

the bags, he jumped from the team and ran into the house w

hould he make a grab at the loose-lying reins, and by jerking them surprise the horse, or would he

the pung, gathered up the reins, and attempted to turn the team toward

y the six snowballs. The frightened nag reared, and turning sharply ab

ndy, who was older, knew quite enough to be frightened, that is, frightened for

ed horse, the pung was not injured, so he tho

allen off. She was more frightened than hurt, but her feelings were injured.

boy," she said, "and we m

, though,"

," she said, "for scaring our horse, and tipping us out on t

othin' but a big baby," said Man

the bag of onions, which he had forgotten to take to the big house, he left

ced to eat it as eagerly as if it

said as he took a big

the youthful driver was shouting a loud warning to Chub to throw no more snowballs for fear of a sound thrashing follo

an old thlow-poke! What a thkinny nag! That horthe

d," said Patricia, "an' he's the Jimmy b

immy boy?" A

oy that we see sometimes a

shook h

a coat with brass buttons, and tries to walk like a man whe

d Dorothy says her father thinks he's smart. I shouldn't thi

her father was so kind to Jimmy is because Jimmy helped to get Nancy Ferris home one time when she

ut she had seen Jimmy, and she wondered that he belonged

the driver, "an' soon's I've

ome; she lives 'way over the other

I'd rather walk all the way than have Au

" and Patricia s

it would be when Aunt

Patrici

she boils some old herb tea, and makes me drink it hot, and I have to be bundled

ell her," Patricia advised,

don't in

d crust of snow, and indeed, every lovely bit of road or forest which they had seen, Arabella, shivering as she hurried along, saw the bright lights, and rushed past the great gate, across the avenue and in at her own drivewa

very hard to stop shivering, she pushed aside the

says, and I guess we shall all be gla

r," said Arabella, her teeth chattering so tha

peered at the little girl who shivered i

la? You're chilled through.

uite a long walk,"

ternoon, you've come some distance. Have you been spen

t been in her house any of the a

of hours in the open air ought to have actually killed Arab

ned which Arabella had to

and Arabella was sent to bed, packed in blankets, after having drank a pint

w the rest away, but as if guessing her intention, Aunt Matild

ce, Arabella," she remarked, "for the wors

ve a cold than take that

don't have your choic

erb tea, she awoke the next morning with a heavy cold tha