ILLUSTRATIONS

'Oh, what a lot of boys!'

'I'll take one hand and Pat one, and then we'll all run down together'

Nance

'I've plenty of stories in my head,' she said

'All of a sudden he stood straight up and began throwing things at me for me to catch—it was the little suns!'

'Bob,' she said. He pretended not to hear her

And—were those snow-flakes again?