After he had eaten it all up, they took him out on the grass to
play, but that fat little brown puppy, instead of playing with
them, curled up and went to sleep.
"Never mind--here comes the party!" cried Sister, whose bright eyes
had spied a wagon turning into the drive.
CHAPTER VIII
THE PARTY
"The party" happened to be the ice-cream, and Brother and Sister
watched eagerly as the delivery boy carried the heavy wooden tub
in which the cream was packed, up the back steps.
"Going to have a party?" he smiled at them as he came back to his
wagon. "Have a good time!"
The pretty little notes of invitation, which Mother Morrison had
written to six boys and six girls, friends of Brother's and
Sister's, two weeks ago, had said from "four to six," so it was
time to dress in the best white clothes soon after lunch. Indeed,
Brother's collar bow was not tied before the doorbell rang, and
Nellie Yarrow arrived.
"I suppose she lived so far away, she thought she might be late,"
said Louise.
She ran downstairs and showed Nellie where to put the present she
had brought for Brother.
After that the other boys and girls came, one by one, and Brother
soon had a little pile of presents on the living-room table.
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