“Just as well as Daddy,” Sunny Boy encouraged her. And indeed, before the month was half gone, his mother was able to drive the automobile as well as his father.
She soon tired of the excitement this afternoon, though, and was glad to give it up and come back into the tonneau with Aunt Bessie and Miss Martinson. Sunny Boy then slipped into the front seat.
“I see a ship!” he shouted a moment later.
Sure enough, there against the sky they saw the outline of a ship with three funnels, or smokestacks, as Sunny called them.
“The meadow glasses, Mother!” he cried. “Daddy’s meadow glasses to see the ship through!”
“Field glasses,” laughed Aunt Betty.
“Sunny Boy is thinking of the meadows he played in at Brookside farm,” explained Mr. Horton.
Sunny Boy, screwing his eyes to look through the glasses, nodded. Daddy always understood what he meant to say.
“I see men on it,” he announced.
Then every one looked and saw the sailors walking about the decks of the vessel.