Marjorie at Seacote

with impatience for the great day to begin. Moreover, he rose clear and bright, and yet he didn't s

The Bryants were to spend the day at Maynard Manor, until time for the a

nd tied up her mop of curls with wid

ing downstairs, pausing on h

Kinksie?" sh

e, Mops. Wa

case window-seat, and in a m

dle! Merry Fourth

g, isn't it a gorgeous da

e much noise, until Father and Mother

rough all this racket that is going

e. Let's get ou

ing on the veranda steps, his head leaning against

ing, in a whisper. "Has he been

he's been here some time. Do

What shall w

hair-ribbons, she proceeded to tie one around Cousin Jack's neck, and

ction, Cousin Jack obligingly woke up,-though,

el!" he exclaimed; "and Hez

ations?" asked Marjorie, su

thought I was dreaming, and h

been here, Cousin

nough alone, so I'm glad you two young patriots came down to help me celebrate. Polly w

those to King. I'd ra

re! And here's a cap to replace t

napping-cracker. Then he produced another one for King, and one which he laid aside

a nook on the veranda, where he had hidden them

presented the drum to King, a

he ordered; "f

, and the two c

sense of rhythm to accompany him on the drum and tambourine. After marching round the house once, Co

ted to fall in line behind the others. Then Sarah, the waitress, was dis

appeared, laughing at this

reviewing-stand, while the grand parade marched

Cousin Jack, at la

and Sarah returned, g

do be!" she said to the cook. "Shure

f bombs and firecrackers, until the elder Maynards declared tha

est. "I have a wife and six small ch

Maynard declared she should telephone for Cousin Ethel to

equal to the occasion. She scurried around and found flags to decorate the table, and tied a

etites, and full justice was done to Ellen'

cean?" asked Cousin Jack,

tion, and soon a bathing-suited party thr

surf, and she made no very great progress. But Mr. Maynard and Mr. Bryant swam out to a

out, now almost carried away by a big wave, a

he ladies of the party and Midget

rudged, dripping, through the sand, to the bath-hous

enjoys you children more than he do

ard, "and I think he always will be. He'

h, Mr. Bryant marched the childre

as informed that Fourth of July only came onc

to the ocean. On either side were booths where trinkets and seaside souvenirs were so

en little tin pails s

dget looked at him wonderingly. "It'

orlorn-looking little boy, near the entrance. So wistful

hitabel?" said Mr. Bry

seems so poor and lonesome, and we're all so happy. Couldn't I

ery attractive spe

e face, and big brown eyes! Oh, do give him some i

id King, quickly; "yo

ked quizzically

uld be my charity. Now, if you two really want to do the poor little chap a kin

truly, Cousin Jack, it isn't much sacrifice for us

ore credit than belongs to you. Well, ne

to the poor little b

we'd like you to come an

ut immediately a look of distrust

youse kid

what he meant; "we mean it. We're going to have

ring me

n Jack, smiling at this ne

me sister. Kin

ight at this, but Mr.

ire family? Let me kn

dder an' sister. K

n to get them. He came back bringing a boy but

re presentable, and soon the s

eration for their health, as well as his willingness that the charity should be partly theirs. But he told his three guests that they could eat as muc

ed the oldest visitor, as he scraped

d Midget, laughing. "Of c

arjorie, for a d

et commented; "a white man

teered the boy, whose quick eyes darted f

slowly; "it just means you're good all thro

ed, Cousin Jack presented them each with a flag and

, Mehitabel, you'll always bring a little sunshine

n Jack. Are th

at. Of course, you can't be an organized charity, but once in a while, if

ousin Jack's earnestness. "But we don

n allowance

ifty cents a week, M

to ask you two dear friends of mine, to give away one-ten

a week," rep

ng to some poor little kiddie who doesn't have much fun in life? And you needn't do it every week, if

dget said, "Yes, indeed! I'll be glad to. We c

do. You'll find plenty of opportunitie

burned down not long ago. "And I'm glad you advised us about this, C

sure you ought to take the responsibility of advising your young friends. You might suggest it to them,-merely suggest it, you know, and if thei

for the Sand-Pail Picnic. By making two trips the Maynards' big

them. At a target, they shot with bows and arrows,

Cousin Jack marshalled his young friends into line, and they all sang "Star-Spangled Banner," and "Columbia," and "Ameri

ed on the grass, and each o

ound to contain sandwiches and cris

inty little paper pails, from a

she sat on the sand, blissfully disposing of her ice

cried Tom Craig; "let's get a bet

s," piped up Dick, a

ack. "Call me anything you like, as long as you call me early and o

limbed into the motor, and they went spi

ere invited, and Bryant Bower

veranda. Flags and bunting were everywhere, and a small platform, drap

, Midget, and Rosy Pos

riped trousers. Midget wore a becoming "Miss Columbia" costume, with a liberty cap and liberty pole and flag. Rosamond

nd after all the guests had assembled, they

pots and bombs burst into stars in the sky both

when, at last, it was all over, the Sand Club went

scamper home and to bed, all of you, so your par