A world of comfort fell on Kyzie. Young as she was and full of faults, she had really done a wee bit of good.
"And they didn't say a word about my jumping out of the window," thought she, with deep satisfaction. "Wait till I grow up, just wait till I grow up, and as true as I live I'll be something and do something in this world!"
She did not say this aloud, you may be sure; but there was a look on her face of high resolve.
Uncle James had often said to Aunt Vi:—
"Our Katharine is very much in earnest. I know you agree with me that "little Prudy's" eldest daughter is a golden girl!"
The "play-school" closed a few days later, and it was Henry Small who received the medal for good spelling. He wasn't so much of a cry-baby nowadays and the boys had stopped calling him "Chicken Little."
The Dunlee party went home the last week in August, declaring they had had delightful times at Castle Cliff.
"Only I never went down that mine in a bucket," said Lucy. "How could I when the men were blowing up rocks just like an earthquake?"
"And I wanted to wait till they found that vein," said Jimmy.
A few days before they left, Uncle James went hunting and shot a deer. I wish there were space to tell of the barbecue to which all the neighbors were invited a little later.