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Page 70
"They don't need so many clothes in summer time," she said, "and
something to amuse them will make them forget how hot it is."
It was wonderful how long that ten dollars lasted, and how many
things it bought! Marjorie lost count of their expenditures, but
every time she asked Uncle Steve if there was any money left, he
answered, "Oh, yes, quite a bit more," and so they bought and
bought, until the carriage was overflowing with bundles.
At last, Marjorie said: "Now, I'm sure the money is all gone, and
I do believe. Uncle Steve, you've been adding some to it; but
there are two more things I do want to buy most awfully--and
they're both pink."
"I'd hate to have two pink things left out," declared Uncle Steve,
"and I'm sure there's just money enough left for the two. What are
they, Mopsy?"
"Well, one is a pink parasol for that Elegant Ella. Not a silk
one, you know, Uncle, but a sateen one, with a little ruffle
around it, and a white handle. She'd be so delighted, she'd just
go crazy!"
"Let's send her crazy, then, by all means. Where do you purchase
these sateen affairs?"
"Oh, at any dry-goods shop. We'll pick one out."
Into a large department store the girls went, and soon found a
parasol, which, though inexpensive, was as dainty and pretty as
the higher-priced silk ones. They already had a gayly-dressed doll
for Hoopy Topsy, and toys for the little children.
"Now, what's the other pink thing, Midget?" asked Uncle Steve, as
they all piled into the carriage again.
"Don't laugh, Uncle, but you see, it's such an awfully hot day and
I really think it would comfort them to have--"
"A pink fan apiece, all 'round?"
"No, Uncle, not that at all; something much cooler than that. A
can of pink ice cream!"
"Just the thing, Mops! How did you ever come to think of it? We'll
take it right along with us, and after we've bestowed all this
load of luggage on the unsuspecting Dunns, we'll come back here
and get another can of ice cream for ourselves; and we'll take it
home to a nice, little green porch I know of, and there we'll all
rest after our labors, and regale ourselves."
This plan met with great favor in the eyes of the three young
people most concerned, and Uncle Steve drove to the caterer's,
where he bought a good-sized can of the cold comfort to add to
their charitable load.
And maybe the Dunns weren't pleased with their gifts!
The tears stood in Mrs. Dunn's eyes as she thanked Marjorie and
the other girls over and over for their thoughtful kindness. The
Dunns were often accounted shiftless, but the poor woman found it
difficult to take care of her growing family and by her industry
provide for their support.
Nor had she much help from the oldest daughter. The Elegant Ella
was, by nature, self-centred and vain; and though a good-natured
little girl, she was not very dependable in the household.
But she was enormously pleased with her pink parasol, and after
enthusiastic thanks to the donors, she raised it, and holding it
over her head at a coquettish angle, she walked away to a broken-
down rustic seat under a tree, and, posing herself in what she
felt sure was a graceful attitude, proceeded to sit there and
enjoy her welcome gift.
But when, last of all, the can of ice cream was presented, the joy
of the Dunn children found vociferous expression. Hoopsy Topsy
turned somersaults to show her delight, while Dibbs yelled for
very glee. Carefully putting down her parasol, and laying it
aside, the Elegant Ella sauntered over to where the family were
gathered round the wonderful can. "Don't be in such haste," she
said, reprovingly, to the boisterous children, "sit down quietly,
and I will arrange that the ice cream shall be served properly."
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