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It's a pity you couldn't have brought her. Mopsy and I are great friends." Evelyn smiled at him. The tenderness of the man appealed to her; and she knew that to be the friend of anyone meant a good deal to him. "You are her hero," she told him. "I don't think it is because you pulled her out of the water, either; in fact, I think you won her regard when you mended her canoe.
Marjorie put her lips to her father's ear, and whispered; "It's a bag; I mean it's meant to be one, for Mother to carry to sewing society. I can sew it well enough, but I can't make it get right side out!" "Now, Mopsy, dear, you know I'd do anything in the world to help you that I possibly can; but I'm afraid this is a huckleberry above my persimmons!" "But, Father, here's King's skatebag.
"Oh, I like her well enough; and, anyway, I think a heap more of her now, since she wrote me such an affectionate letter. Now, Uncle, if you'll believe it, this next one is from the chickens! Would you have believed that little bits of yellow chickens, in an incubator, could write a nice, clear letter like this? I do think it's wonderful! Just listen to it: "DEAR MOPSY: Why Are you away?
So Marjorie read the cow's note: "Mopsy Midge, come out to play; I've waited for you all the day. In the Garden and by the brook, All day for you I vainly look. With anxious brow and gaze intense I lean against the old rail fence, And moo and moo, and moo, and moo, In hopes I may be heard by you. And if I were not so forlorn, I think I'd try to blow my horn.
But if you hadn't given up the Queen to her, Mops, she would have been madder'n hops." "I know it," said Midget, "but that wasn't the reason I did it. I did it 'cause I thought it was fairer for her to have a turn at being Queen." "And it was," said Kitty, judicially. "I think you did right, Mopsy; but, all the same, she'll never keep that promise to be sweet and pleasant."
But after leading away from them for a short distance the footprints became fainter, and in a softer bit of sand disappeared altogether. "Pshaw!" said King. "I don't so much care about the wood, but I hate to lose the trail like this. Let's hunt, Mopsy." "All right, but first, let's bury these apples and potatoes, or they'll be stolen, too." "Good idea!"
And you said you'd come to Sand Court as soon as you could!" He looked in the veranda hammock, and in the library, and any place where he thought Midget might be, absorbed in a book; he inquired of the servants; and at last he went back to his mother. "I can't find Mopsy," he said. "Then she must be over at Cousin Ethel's. She does love to go over there."
"I believe it is," said Midge, "only you know it said it was made of metal. But just listen to this next verse! "I am not pretty, I am not gay, But you'll enjoy me every day." The boxes were getting very small now, and Marjorie felt sure that the one she held in her hand must be the last one, unless, indeed, the gift was a cherry stone. The verse read: "At last, Dear Mopsy, you've come to me!
Maynard had often proved knowing in matters supposed to be outside his ken. "Oh, Father, come in here, please; in behind the screen. You go out, King and Kitty, so there'll be room." Those invited to leave did so, and Mr. Maynard came in and smiled at his eldest daughter's despairing face. "What's the trouble, Mopsy midget? Oh, millinery? You don't expect me to hemstitch, do you?
Grandma, of course, was in the secret, and as a result she often shut herself into her own room, telling Marjorie she must not come in. She would stay there for hours at a time, and Mopsy felt sure she was sewing on something connected with the birthday surprise, as indeed she was. As the day came nearer, all the members of the household seemed to be in a state of great excitement.
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