The pine trees hung out of the window and watched Tessa and her father and Jocko as they went off down the street. Finally the biggest pine tree turned to the littlest pine tree.
"I'm not a pine tree any longer, Benjy," she announced. "I'd rather be the kind that gives something. I'm a banana tree now."
"So'm I," echoed Benjy.
BILLY BOY'S MAGIC KEY
Billy Boy had a magic key. He carried it in his face. There was a secret about this key—it always opened doors into pleasant things. His mamma had taught him that.
Billy Boy was playing in the yard one day when his mamma came to the door. "Billy Boy, Billy Boy!" she called. "I want you to do some errands for me!"
When Billy Boy hurried up to the steps his mamma handed him two baskets.
"One is to carry the groceries I've ordered, Billy Boy," she said; "and there's a cake for Mrs. Thomas in the other. You can leave it on the way to the store."