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"If no one will give us a soldier"... "But I don't want a soldier," says Peggs. "I want a doll." "Let's make one," says Jackie. "That's a good way," says Peggs. "You bet," says Jackie, and he slapped one of his legs the way sailors do in tales of the sea. "What'll we make it of?" asked Peggs. "Things," says Jackie. "Goodie!" says Peggs.
And they got off their sled and walked about. "Why did you want to come here?" asked Speed. "You see," explained Kernel Cob, "we are looking for Jackie and Peggs' motheranfather, and once when we were in India a Hoodoo ..." "A Hindoo you mean," corrected Jackie Tar. "A Hindoo," said Kernel Cob, "showed us on a crystal ball a picture of them in the snow, digging for gold.
They were not far from a house, and a curious kind of a house it was. "It looks like the kind of house Jackie used to make with cards," said Kernel Cob, and so intent were they, that they did not hear the approach of a little girl until she stood beside them, and lifted Sweetclover in her arms.
"A wolf always have two doors to his den a back one and a front one. This is the front one where our papa's hat rolled out. Now, Jackie, you and Curly go to the back door, and make a noise like a soup bone. The wolf will think some company has come to supper with him, and he'll run to the back door.
Yes, sir, right at him, growling all the while! At first the rat was going to fight, but when it saw how brave Jackie was, it turned and ran away. And then that puppy dog just put his little tail between his legs, and howled, and ran away, too; Jimmie waddling after him. You see Jackie was frightened after it was all over, but he had frightened the rat worse yet.
"I might have known it was Friday," said Jackie Tar, for sailors are very superstitious. "Never mind," said the Villain, "we'll get away another day." "Oh, let us hope so," said Sweetclover, "for I don't want to be ripped apart by that bad Japanese."
"Oh, I hope so," cried Sweetclover, "for he is such a brave sailor and was so good to us." And after Kernel Cob and Sweetclover had said a prayer to the fairies to take good care of Jackie Tar, they drove away in their sled and at length came to the Yukon.
Jackie, who was a polite boy, pretended not to hear. He knew quite well that Mary had brought him a present, and he more than suspected what it was, but this was a most improper way to refer to it. "Shut up, will you," he said, and just at that minute Agatha came into the room with some visitors.
Won't you just tell me first?" "I can't tell you," said Mary mournfully. "And I don't want to go in. I should like to stop here always." "Well, you couldn't do that, you know," said Jackie gravely. "There's no roof, and you'd get wet through, and hungry too. Come along." He gave her hand a gentle pull, and prepared to descend.
Jackie was nine years old, and felt in himself a large capacity for taking the lead: after all, why should Mary always drive when they went out in the donkey-cart, or settle the place for the fire to be made when they had a picnic, and choose the games, and even order about Fraulein Schnipp the governess?
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