I cannot begin to tell you everything the cousins play. But there is one thing they like to play ever so much.
PLAYING IN GRANDMA’S ATTIC.
They like to dress up in the queer old clothes and play Cinderella, and Mother Hubbard, and Red Riding Hood.
When Blanche gets on her great-great-grandma Cushing’s cap and spectacles and long mits, she makes a very charming little Mother Hubbard.
A VERY CHARMING MOTHER HUBBARD.
They sit in the big old chairs and tell stories. Dorothy likes to hear about the wolves. There are wolves where Blanche lives.
“Yes, one day when I was a very, very little girl,” said Blanche, “a horrid big wolf came up to the window and looked in. I was sitting in mamma’s lap, and he put his paws on the window and just looked at us horrid!
“And then another time, mamma, you know, was going out to meet papa, and she saw a big wolf on the ground, and she thought it was dead, and she was going right up, and it wasn’t dead a bit. It just got up and runned off to the woods, and mamma was awful scared and runned away too.”