"Yes, I guess maybe like a sky-rocket," answered Laddie.
So down to the sand pile he and his sister went. Mun Bun and Margy played in the grass in the side yard, Russ whittled away at his wooden cannon, whistling the while, and Rose, after she had done a little dusting, made a new dress for her doll.
"'Cause I want her to look nice for Grandma Bell," said the little girl.
And thus they played at these and other things, and had a good time.
A few mornings after this Russ was suddenly awakened by hearing a loud noise under his window.
"What's that?" he cried. "Thunder?"
"It's Fourth of July!" answered his father. "Some boy must have shot off a big early fire-cracker! Get up, children! It's Fourth of July, and we are going to have some fun! Get up!"
"Hurray!" cried Russ. "Hurray for the Fourth of July!"