Will you believe it? It took Daddy Do-Little three quarters of an hour to find his rusty-hinged old pocket book, and when he found it, it only had twenty-five cents in it.
Then they looked in the old cracker jar and found sixteen hundred pennies!
“Pennies will do, pennies will do,” called a merry voice, but they could see no one.
Curly-Tail started again.
By this time it was snowing and blowing.
“The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs Came Trooping Down the Road”
“Click,” went the gate, he thought he was off in good earnest this time, but Daddy Do-Little cried again,