"Come over after lunch and we'll play," said Sister as Nellie left
them at her own hedge.
Nellie did come over and the three children had a wonderful time
with the new toys and the clean white sand, while Brownie slept
comfortably under the tree. Before Nellie was ready to go home,
however, a thunder storm came up and her mother called her to come
in. Mother Morrison came out and helped Brother and Sister to
carry their box into the barn, where the sand would not get wet.
"You don't want to play with the sandbox all the time, dearies,"
she said, leading the way back to the house. "If you play too
steadily with anything, presently you will find that you are
growing tired of it. Now play on the porch, or find something nice
to do in the house, and tomorrow Jimmie will put the box under the
tree again for you."
It was very warm and sticky, and Sister tumbled into the
comfortable porch swing, meaning to stay there just a few minutes.
She fell asleep and slept all through the storm, waking up a
little cross, as one is apt to do on a hot summer afternoon. The
rain had stopped and Brother had gone over to see Grandmother
Hastings.
"Hello, Sister," Louise greeted her when she raised a flushed,
warm face and touseled hair from the canvas cushions.
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