It was early in the afternoon, so the children settled down for a long play. They were beginning to wish they could think of something else to do when Uncle Joe came in.
“How cozy you look,” said he. “Can you give a poor working-man a seat by the fire?”
Peggy who was nearest the fire, sprang up, forgetting all about her slippers.
“I think I see a bird in borrowed plumage,” said Uncle Joe. “Did you get your feet wet?”
“I walked into a mud-puddle on purpose, for the fun of it,” said Peggy. “I wanted to see if it would go over my rubbers. I didn’t think it would, but it did.”
“Oh, Uncle Joe, can’t we play the geography game?” said Diana. “Peggy has never played it.”
“I don’t like geography so very much,” said Alice.
“It’s just a game,” said Diana. “We have to see who can say the forty-eight States quickest. We say them like the alphabet, those beginning with A first, and the one who gets the A’s done first looks them up on the map, to see where they are. It’s lots of fun.”
“Diana likes it because she always beats Tom and Christopher,” said her uncle.
“Let’s begin,” said Diana, “one, two, three.”