“On Saturday you must come to my party at Kingthorpe, Jeremias,” said Johnny.
“Who is going to invite me?” inquired Jeremias.
“Why, I invite you, you see.”
“What should I do there?”
“Oh, eat and drink and have fun. If you want to swing in the big swing, for instance, you can do that.”
“Well, now! Perhaps that would be pleasant,” said Jeremias the wood-cutter. “It is handsome of you to invite me.”
“I’m inviting all my friends,” said Johnny Blossom, earnestly. “You must wear that light coat the mayor gave you, for that will look nice, you know.”
Yes, he had that coat, but who had told Johnny to tell him to wear it?
“I thought of it myself.”
Jeremias wagged his head. “I tell you, there’s something to a boy that has the head to plan like that.”