|
Main
- books.jibble.org
My Books
- IRC Hacks
Misc. Articles
- Meaning of Jibble
- M4 Su Doku
- Computer Scrapbooking
- Setting up Java
- Bootable Java
- Cookies in Java
- Dynamic Graphs
- Social Shakespeare
External Links
- Paul Mutton
- Jibble Photo Gallery
- Jibble Forums
- Google Landmarks
- Jibble Shop
- Free Books
- Intershot Ltd
|
books.jibble.org
Previous Page
| Next Page
Page 2
Next to Kingdon in the swing sat the baby, Rosamond, who was five
years old, and who was always called Rosy Posy. She held in her
arms a good-sized white Teddy Bear, who was adorned with a large
blue bow and whose name was Boffin. He was the child's inseparable
companion, and, as he was greatly beloved by the other children,
he was generally regarded as a member of the family.
On the opposite seat of the swing sat Kitty, who was nine years
old, and who closely embraced her favorite doll, Arabella.
And by Kitty's side sat Marjorie, who was almost twelve, and who
also held a pet, which, in her case, was a gray Persian kitten.
This kitten was of a most amiable disposition, and was named Puff,
because of its fluffy silver fur and fat little body.
Wherever Marjorie went, Puff was usually with her, and oftenest
hung over her arm, looking more like a fur boa than a cat.
At the moment, however, Puff was curled up in Marjorie's lap, and
was merely a nondescript ball of fur.
These, then, were the Maynards, and though their parents would
have said they had four children, yet the children themselves
always said, "We are seven," and insisted on considering the
kitten, the doll, and the bear as members of the Maynard family.
Kingdon scorned pets, which the girls considered quite the right
thing for a boy to do; and, anyway, Kingdon had enough to attend
to, to keep the swing going.
"I 'most wish it wasn't my turn," said Marjorie, with a little
sigh. "Of course I want to go for lots of reasons, but I'd love to
be in Rockwell this summer, too."
"As you're not twins you can't very well be in two places at
once," said her brother; "but you'll have a gay old time, Mops;
there's the new boathouse, you know, since you were there."
"I haven't been there for three years," said Marjorie, "and I
suppose there'll be lots of changes."
"I was there two years ago," said Kitty, "but Arabella has never
been."
"I'se never been, eever," said Rosy Posy, wistfully, "and so
Boffin hasn't, too. But we don't want to go, us wants to stay home
wiv Muvver."
"And I say, Mops, look out for the Baltimore oriole," went on
Kingdon. "He had a nest in the big white birch last year, and like
as not he'll be there again."
"There was a red-headed woodpecker two years ago," said Kitty;
"perhaps he'll be there this summer."
"I hope so," said Marjorie; "I'm going to take my big Bird book,
and then I can tell them all."
It was the custom in the Maynard household for one of the children
to go each summer to Grandma Sherwood's farm near Morristown. They
took turns, but as Rosy Posy was so little she had not begun yet.
The children always enjoyed the vacation at Grandma's, but they
were a chummy little crowd and dreaded the separation. This was
the reason of their subdued and depressed air to-day.
It was Marjorie's turn, and she was to leave home the next
morning. Mrs. Maynard was to accompany her on the journey, and
then return, leaving Marjorie in the country for three months.
"I wonder how Puffy will like it," she said, as she picked up the
kitten, and looked into its blue eyes.
"She'll be all right," said Kingdon, "if she doesn't fight with
Grandma's cats. There were about a dozen there last year, and they
may object to Puff's style of hair-dressing. Perhaps we'd better
cut her hair before she starts."
"No, indeed!" cried Marjorie, "not a hair shall be touched, unless
you'd like a lock to keep to remember her while she's gone."
Previous Page
| Next Page
|
|