“I hoped you would take a little nap, but I suppose there is too much excitement,” said Mrs. Horton. “Well, then, how would you like to see the surprise now?”
“The surprise?” repeated Sunny Boy. “Oh, Mother—is that the box?”
For answer Mrs. Horton opened the leather bag and took out the box neatly wrapped in white paper that Sunny Boy had seen on the parlor table at home. She put it in his lap and then took up the magazine she was reading.
“Oh my!” said Sunny Boy, when he had pulled off string and paper and lifted the lid.
Inside the box were six little packages, each wrapped in white paper and tied with pink string. It was like Christmas. Sunny Boy unwrapped them all, one after another, and underneath he found two long thin boxes, also wrapped and tied.
In the first package he found a box of colored crayons; in another, a little pad of drawing paper; another held an envelope stamped and addressed and a sheet of writing paper. In another was a lead pencil; the fifth was a cake of sweet chocolate, and the sixth package was a little lump of modeling wax. The two long thin packages proved to be boxes of animal crackers.
Sunny Boy was chiefly interested in the envelope, because he could not read the writing on it.
“Who’s it to, Mother?” he urged. “Your writing runs into letters so I can’t read it.”
Mrs. Horton explained that the envelope was addressed to Daddy, and that she thought she and Sunny Boy might write a little note to him and that he would have it in the morning.
“Is there a mail-box on the train?” asked Sunny, in surprise.