The Girl Scouts at Home; or, Rosanna's Beautiful Day

scales, felt quite brave. She would explain everything: how Helen Culver used the best of grammar, and no slang, and climbed trees in rompers

speak until later and when finally they went out to the rose arbor, Rosanna com

that messenger boy this story would never have happened. If he had been a slow messenger boy, half an hour late ... but he just hurried along on his bicycle an

gram with fingers that shook a little in spite of her iron will.

. "The best of news! Your Uncl

to fight any mo

go and meet him. He is in New York, and I shall see for myself if he needs any doctoring or care that he could not get here. Then perhaps we will stay at the seaside or in the mou

ew, and she said, "Thank you, grandmother," and started to tell her

th me while I pack,

for her to come in every day to see how Rosanna was getting on. She called John in and told him just where he could drive the car when Miss Rosanna

morning, Rosanna lay fo

ay a week or more. Then her thoughts flew to Helen. Wasn't it too, too wonderful? Her grandmo

e her toes so her stockings wouldn't go on, and would hop up and down so the buttons wouldn't button. It was very exasperating and she should have be

she actually helped with her stockings. She was ready for breakfast so soon that Minnie sa

not get a chance to go down to the o

red eag

big bough, a book in her lap and

" said Rosa

" answered Hele

t me sooner?"

nd practice my music, and she is teaching me to sew and cook. Of course we have cooking at school but no one can cook like mot

she ought to be of some use since Helen was so industrious.

n in astonishment. "Why, Rosa

hame. "I never tried," she con

n so I can manage everything. Why don't you try to dress yourself, Rosanna? You wouldn't want folks to know that you couldn't, would

ss thing. She determined to dress herself in future. To change the subject she said, "

lid rapidly down the tree and ou

over the garage. She sat down on the rustic seat and waited as patiently as she c

randmother if she would like to have me com

s gone away, and she said the very last thing that I

r drives for your grandmother and perhaps she ma

ke you. It is all right. You can ask Minnie; she heard her say I could have company. She doesn't kn

Her grandmother had certainly not named any little girl, but Rosanna knew that she did not mean or intend that Rosanna should entertain the little girl who lived over the garage. Her gra

out her family, although it seemed that was one of the things that were not very nice

playhouse, Helen's bobbed yellow locks shining in the sun and Rosanna'

little living-room of the playhouse and stood a

. "Oh, it is too dear! May I please look at ever

er. She sat at the tiny desk and touched the pearl penholders and the pencils with Rosanna's name printed o

elf away to see the other wonders of the playhouse. The little dining-room was built with a bay window, which had a window seat, and a hanging basket of ferns. The little round

splendors to the kitchen.

e teacher could only se

y large. There was a little gas stove complete in every way, a cabinet, and a porcelain top table, as well as a white sink and draining board. The floor was covered with blue and

l! The other rooms you can only sit in and enjoy, but

discovered all sorts of pans and kettl

ut here at all,

id you will burn yours

's playhouses, but I don't know how to cook, so I don't pl

ve a hap

she said, "and I w

ly threw her arms around Helen's neck and kis