When they were tired of their other plays they got on the swing; and when they were tired of swinging they went back to their dolls and dishes, tin trumpet and old cart.
By and by they became tired of the garret, and Alice said:
"Come, let's go down stairs again."
"Sister," said Maggie, "let's have one more swing."
"I want another swing, too," said Jimmie.
So on the swing they went again. They had not swung long before they heard a step on the stairs.
"O," said Alice, "there comes father."
They were not afraid to have him come, for he often played with them, and loved to see them enjoy themselves. He had come home from business earlier than usual on account of the rain, and when he found that the children were in the garret he went up to see them.