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Page 46
Midge was ingenious, too, and every afternoon the three worked
busily, making all sorts of things.
Dolls were a specialty; and they made funny Chinese-looking
affairs by stringing peanuts together, and making queer little
costumes out of Japanese paper-napkins. They made paper dolls,
too, which Stella painted prettily, and they dressed some little
china dolls and wooden Dutch dolls.
Uncle Steve brought them materials to make up; and a letter which
Marjorie wrote to her mother resulted in the arrival of a big box
filled with all sorts of pretty and curious things, which would
doubtless find a ready sale.
Marjorie crocheted mats and strung bead chains, while Molly, whose
tastes were practical, made sweeping-caps and ironing-holders by
the dozen.
So enthusiastic did the girls grow over their plan that their
elders became interested, and soon donations for the fair began to
arrive from many of the neighbors.
As the day drew near, preparations went on more rapidly, and the
affair took on larger proportions.
It was arranged that all the toys, dolls, and fancy things for
sale should be displayed in Marjorie's porch. Carter had put up
some long tables, which Grandma Sherwood had draped prettily with
white and light green cheese-cloth.
The other parts of the big veranda were arranged with tables,
where ices and cakes were to be served; and a pretty booth was
devoted to the sale of home-made candies.
The verandas and grounds were made gay with flags and Chinese
lanterns. Uncle Steve superintended these decorations, which
insured their being beautiful and appropriate. A tent on the lawn
sheltered some musicians; and in an arbor, lemonade was dispensed.
The day of the bazaar was clear and pleasant, and not too warm.
Early in the afternoon, Stella and Molly arrived, and the two,
with Midge, all in their fresh white dresses, flitted about from
one booth to another, to make sure that everything was in
readiness.
Several other girls and boys, and some ladies and gentlemen too,
had been invited to assist in selling the things and to wait on
the guests, so that when the bazaar opened at four o'clock in the
afternoon a merry lot of young people were scattered about the
grounds.
Marjorie was in her element. "Oh, Uncle Steve," she cried; "isn't
it all perfectly lovely! And I think we'll make quite a lot of
money, don't you?"
"I do, indeed, Mopsy. I'm only afraid, by the way the customers
are flocking in, that we haven't provided enough refreshment for
them."
And sure enough, though the hour was yet early, crowds of people
were coming in at the gate.
The fame of the little fair had spread among the country people,
and they all seemed determined to help along the good cause. Molly
and Marjorie found their stock of wares rapidly fading away, while
Stella, who was selling lemonade, could scarcely keep enough on
hand to supply her customers.
"You must put up your prices, Mopsy," said her uncle; "that's the
way to do when your stock is getting low."
So Marjorie doubled the price of everything she had left for sale,
but even then the dolls and trinkets were willingly bought.
"What shall we do?" said Grandma, in despair. "It isn't seven
o'clock, we haven't lighted the lanterns yet for the evening, and
the ice cream is all gone! I never dreamed we'd have such a
crowd."
"We'll light the lanterns, anyway," declared Uncle Steve, "for if
the ice cream is gone they'll want to buy the lanterns next!"
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