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"You must put up your prices, Mopsy," said her uncle; "that's the way to do when your stock is getting low." So Marjorie doubled the price of everything she had left for sale, but even then the dolls and trinkets were willingly bought. "What shall we do?" said Grandma, in despair. "It isn't seven o'clock, we haven't lighted the lanterns yet for the evening, and the ice cream is all gone!
Now, I think it is an occasion of rejoicing that Marjorie is to go to Grandma's and have a happy, jolly vacation. We can all write letters to her, and she will write a big budget of a family letter that we can all enjoy together." "And Mopsy must wite me a little letter, all for my own sef," remarked Rosy Posy, "'cause I like to get letters all to me."
And I finded it all mysef in the man's shop. Do you yike it, Mopsy?" "Indeed I do," cried Marjorie; "it's just what I wanted. I shall keep it on my dressing-table at Grandma's, and then I'll know just when to get up every morning." "Open mine next," said Kitty; "it's the square flat one, with the blue ribbon."
Now I'll read another: "This isn't a letter, dear Marjorie Mops, It's only a promise of Peppermint Drops!" "Every one is nicer than the last! And now for the very last one of all!" Marjorie cut open the fourth envelope, and read: "Dear Mopsy Midget, this isn't a letter; It's only a promise of something much better!"
But the Maynards were energetic young people, and when interested, they worked diligently; and the result was they accumulated a large number of dolls to sell at the Festival. King was given his choice between pushing a tinware cart with another boy, or pushing the doll cart for the girls. He chose the latter, "because," said he, "I can't leave Mopsy to the tender mercies of that grumpy girl.
Thank you heaps and heaps, father dear; I'll send you pictures of everything on the place; from Grandma herself down to the littlest, weeniest, yellow chicken." "Next year it will be my turn to go," said Kitty; "I hope I'll get as lovely presents as Mopsy has." "You will," said Kingdon; "because last year mine were just as good, and so, of course, yours will be." "I'm sure they will," said Kitty.
"I should think so. Mopsy, or Ted, or Silver Tail could do just as well, I believe. Tom, won't you draw me a picture of my very own to keep? I wish you'd come up and do the kittens; won't you? I ask Robert every time he comes, but he just teases me." "I'll draw a kitten for you if you like," answered Tom readily, "but I can't promise to come up and do it."
"I hate a hat," said Marjorie, "but I'll tell you what, Molly, if we had my red parasol we could hold it over our heads." "Just the thing, Mopsy; do skip back and get it. I'll hold your basket, and Carter isn't here yet." Marjorie ran back as fast as she could, pattering along the muddy path and thinking only of the red parasol, bounded in at the front door and up the Front Stairs!
"There's one thing sure, Kitty wasn't a bit to blame." "No," said King, "Kit sat quiet as a mouse. She wouldn't upset an airship. Mopsy and I were the bad ones, as usual, and I think we ought to be punished." "I think so, too," said Mr.
When she became a Macleod, she would have to accept the motto of the Macleods. That motto is, Hold Fast. She heard her sister come into the house, and she raised her head. Presently Carry opened the door; and it was clear she was in high spirits. "Oh, Mopsy," said she and this was a pet name she gave her sister Carry when the latter was in great favor "did you ever see such a morning in November?
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