"Patty-Pans and green fields!" cried Happie. "Take them alternately every six months; health, happiness and wisdom guaranteed."
"Right you are, Hapsie!" cried Bob, flushed by Miss Bradbury's praise.
Penny leaned over the table, resting her elbows on it unblushingly, and propping up her little brown dimpled face in her hands.
"I'm very, very glad," she said.
"What about, Pfennig?" asked Ralph, wondering.
"Everyfing," said Penny, in a true Thanksgiving spirit.
By Amy E. Blanchard
in the new Series, entitled