They had a merry feast' until Mrs. Primrose's health failed. Then Mr.
Primrose thought they had better take a trip to Paris.
There was a brook at the bottom of the garden, with two boards across it for the children to walk over. On the other side was Paris.
Mrs. Primrose said they ought to take the furniture, but she left it all behind except the teakettle. She was sure to want some tea on the voyage.
Ducky had fallen asleep, and they concluded to leave him at home. He was only three years old, and could not enjoy the sights. Joe put him in the hammock, and the rest started on their journey. Aunt Daisy was to take care of Pink, who was four years old, and as playful as a kitten.
The family reached the other side in safety, except poor Mrs. Primrose and her teakettle. When she was about half way across, Ponto, the great house-dog, came rushing down the hill to go with them. He struck against Mrs. Primrose, and over she went into the brook; but her beloved teakettle flew over to the other side of the stream.
Just then there was a dreadful clap of thunder. It frightened the children so, that they ran up to the house as fast as they could. Susie did not remember until the next day what became of the teakettle, but it had reached Paris in safety.