ROLLO’S WEEK-END IN THE
COUNTRY
HOW OUR LITTLE HERO BECAME ACQUAINTED WITH AN OUTDOOR GAME AND ALSO ONE PLAYED INDOORS
One bright morning, as Rollo stood by the window of the handsome city apartment to which his family had moved, his mother entered the room and said:
“Rollo, how should you like to spend a week-end in the country?”
“Ho, ho,” laughed Rollo. “That is a droll idea! Here we are in the city, whither we have but just come, and you propose that I should return to the country. Ho ho! ho ho!”
It was very wrong of Rollo to laugh at his mother so, but his mother realized that he was a little boy and did not know all there was to be known in the world. She therefore answered him gently.
“My son, you do not understand. The country I speak of differs from the country where we formerly lived.”
“In what way?” asked Rollo.
“That you will soon see,” replied his mother. “But let me ask you a question; what used you to do in the country?”