LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
| They were playing that the wax doll was sick ([page 6]) | [Frontispiece] |
| Kristy stood peering into a world of drizzling rain | [2] |
| She had to pass a cottage almost hidden with flowers | [124] |
| In the park I found a baby ... and I sat down beside it | [226] |
KRISTY’S RAINY DAY PICNIC
CHAPTER I
THE RAINY DAY
“I think it’s just horrid!” said Kristy, standing before the window, peering out into a world of drizzling rain. “Every single thing is ready and every girl promised to come, and now it has to go and rain; ’n’ I believe it’ll rain a week, anyway!” she added as a stronger gust dashed the drops against the glass.
Kristy’s mother, who was sitting at her sewing-table at work, did not speak at once, and Kristy burst out again:—
“I wish it would never rain another drop; it’s always spoiling things!”