“I am sending Ernest and Sherm down the creek this evening on an errand,” said Dr. Morton, “and 165they can stop at Captain Clarke’s and leave the things. You girls can go some other time.”
Chicken Little decided to send some of her spare pinks. She came in with a great handful just as the boys were ready to start.
“Where is your loaf, Chicken Little?” asked her mother.
“O dear, I forgot to wrap it up. It won’t take a minute.”
“Take one of the fringed napkins to wrap it in, then put paper around that,” called her mother.
“Where did you put the bread, Mother?”
“In the bread box, of course, child, where did you suppose?”
“There isn’t anything but old bread in the box.”
“Well, ask Annie.”
“She’s gone to Benton’s.”