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Fisher; and don't forget to give him our love, Jappy; don't forget that!" and Polly ran down the steps to the carriage door, where she gazed up imploringly to the boy's face. "I guess I won't," cried Jasper, "when I think how he saved your eyes, Polly! He's the best fellow I know!" he finished in an impulsive burst. "And don't let mamsie forget to carry some in to good old Mr. and Mrs.
"Has Polly got " began Jasper. "Oh, yes, I'm here," cried Polly, springing up to them; "oh, Ben!" "She has," cried Joel, disentangling himself from the group, "don't you see, Jappy?" "She's all home," echoed Phronsie, flying up. "Oh, Ben, do draw me another little house!" "And see see!" cried the little Whitneys, pointing with jubilant fingers to their papa, "see what she brought!"
You know Jappy said folks hang all sorts of presents on the branches. So I don't see," she continued, impatiently, "as that's any good. We can't do anything, Ben Pepper, so there! there isn't anything to do anything with," and with a flounce Polly sat down on the old wooden stool, and folding her hands looked at Ben in a most despairing way. "I know," said Ben, "we haven't got much."
When they parted Jappy and the little Peppers were sworn friends; and the boy, happy in his good times in the cheery little home, felt the hours long between the visits that his father, when he saw the change that they wrought in his son, willingly allowed him to make. "Oh dear!" said Mrs.
"Well, I'll write," cried Jasper, not liking to look at Polly just then, as he was sure he shouldn't want anyone to look at him, if he felt like crying. "And you must answer 'em all." "Oh, we will! we will!" they cried. "And Jappy, do come next summer," said Joel. "If father'll only say yes, we will, I tell you!" he responded eagerly.
"A very big bundle," he said, and taking hold of her shoulders he turned her around on her husband. So Polly and Phronsie crept in unnoticed after all. "I wish Ben was here," said little Davie, capering around the Whitney group, "an' Jappy, I do!" "Where are they!" asked Polly. "Don't know," said Joel, tugging at his shoe-string. "See aren't these prime!"
"I'm a-goin'," said Joel, who was busy as a bee with his new tools that the tree had shaken down for him, "to make Jappy the splendidest box you ever saw, Polly! I guess that'll thank him!" "Do," cried Polly; "he'd be so pleased, Joey." "And I," said Phronsie, over in the corner with her children, "I'm goin' to see my poor sick man sometime, Polly, I am!"
"No, I sha'n't tell," said Percy, when the fun had subsided; who, finding that no one teased him to divulge his wonderful plan, kept trying to harrow up their feelings by parading it. "You needn't then," screamed Van, who was nearly dying to know. "I don't believe it's so very dreadful much, anyway." "What's yours, Jappy?" asked Polly, "I know yours will be just splendid."
"But I like the British," said she. "Then I'll tell him to spread it on a bit," said Jappy obligingly. "Great horseman, he is. Got some ripping nags in the New York show next week, and he rides like a dream. Watch him pull down a few ribbons and rosettes. Sure thing." "Your father told me that the Countess was off riding with him and another chap, off to Fassifern, I believe." "For luncheon.
Pepper, "I think the climate is bad for me now, as it induces rheumatism. The hotel is also getting unpleasant; there are many annoyances that I cannot put up with; so that altogether, I do not regret it." Mrs. Pepper, not knowing exactly what to say to this, wisely said nothing. Meantime, Jappy and the little Peppers were having a sorry time over in the corner by themselves.
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