Several other boys joined them at Rob's invitation, and they soon found a pleasant, shady spot near a cool spring.
"Very handy," said Tom, "for making lemonade."
We have not space to tell all the good things that were said at the feast. In fact, there was no reporter present. But it was a jolly affair. When it was ended, three cheers were given for Robby Rand, and three more for his basket; and then the boys started for home, to wind up the fun with a game of ball.
UNCLE CHARLES.
A LETTER FROM HONOLULU.
AST Christmas my mamma gave me a bound volume of "The Nursery," and I have been wanting to tell you how much I like it.
I live in Honolulu, way off in the Pacific Ocean. I wonder if many of your readers know what a pretty place Honolulu is. The town faces the open sea; but those who have been accustomed to the stormy Atlantic or the Northern Pacific would scarcely believe that this calm blue water is the ocean.
Back of the town are two mountains,—"Punch-bowl" and "Diamond Head." Between them there is a cocoanut-grove, near which there is a nice place for sea-bathing. As it is a short drive from town, we often go there to bathe, and have great fun. We have no winter here, and it is never too cold to bathe. I am trying to learn to swim.