“They’re us,” said Mary Jane eagerly. And whereupon the driver carried upstairs the biggest, fattest Christmas box Mary Jane had ever seen.
Of course it was from grandma and in it were so many lovely things from uncles and grandparents and cousins that Mary Jane thought she never would get everything unpacked!
“Well,” said the little girl as some time later the family sat down to their own belated dinner, “I think for not having any presents, we got a lot! And I think I like Christmas in Chicago just as much as anywhere, I do.”
A SUMMER HOME—AND A TELEGRAM
“Let’s go skating!” called Frances one cold morning as she saw Alice shake the bath room rug from the balcony.
“Skating?” answered Alice, “where?”
“Down on the Midway,” said Frances. “As soon as you get your work done, you and Mary Jane come around to our front door and Betty and I will be ready.”
“But Mary Jane doesn’t know how to skate,” said Alice.