“We will be!” they cried, and set off the pieces from a field where they could not possibly do harm. The girls and the ladies, as well as the men, watched proceedings with interest.
“Oh, how grand!” cried Dora, as the rockets curved gracefully through the air.
“Beautiful!” murmured Grace.
“I could look at fireworks all night!” declared Nellie.
The fireworks came to an end with a set piece called Uncle Sam. It fizzed and flared brightly, showing the well-known face of the old man and the big hat. Then Tom commenced to pull a wire and Uncle Sam took his hat off and put it on.
“Oh, how cute!” cried Grace.
“Last act!” cried Tom, and set fire to a slow match that was near. Presently some flower pots commenced to send up a golden shower, and then, from a wire between two trees there blazed forth the words “Good Night.”
“Well, that was very nice indeed!” was Mrs. Stanhope’s comment.
“As nice an exhibition of fireworks as I ever saw,” declared Mrs. Laning.
“Just what I say!” cried Mrs. Rover. “The boys certainly know how to get up a show!”