"And we'll put wreaths of roses about the cows' necks," said big Prue, "and drive them home at evening, and milk the rich creamy milk and put it on the fresh strawberry shortcake, just out of the oven—"
THE CHIEF GARDENER'S STRAWBERRIES
(Members of the Rose Family)
"And eat and eat forever," interrupted Davy.
"And be happy ever after," finished little Prue.
After that nobody said anything for quite a long time—thinking how fine all that would be, when it came.
Then they went down into the strawberry-patch where the big red berries were ripening on the broad, green leaves. And little Prue and her mamma went into the house and came out with two bowls—one quite large bowl—white, with blue vines and flowers on it, and one quite small bowl—white, with blue kittens on it, chasing one another around and around on the outside.