“I’m going to have the first one, let me see if I’m not,” cried Kate, rushing for the post office.
“No, the first one is for me, but here’s one you may have,” replied Ronald, handing Kate the note directed to her.
“Well, there’s one rule broken, the very first thing—it isn’t sealed,” said Kate; “and it is written with a lead pencil, too—I don’t think that’s fair.”
She opened the billet, and read:—
“Miss Jenny Marsh requests the pleasure of Miss Katharine Sedgwick’s company at a husking party on Friday evening.
“Oct. 16th.”
The notes addressed to Ronald and Otis were in the same form as Kate’s. The invitation was quite gratifying to all of the children, and the proposed party occupied a large share of their thoughts and tongues, for the rest of the day. Their ardor was somewhat dampened, however, by Mrs. Page, who told them she thought a storm was near, which might interfere with their arrangements.
“I don’t see any signs of a storm—I think it looks real pleasant,” said Kate.
“The water boiled away from the potatoes very fast, this noon, and that is a pretty good sign of rain,” replied Mrs. Page.
“I don’t see what that has to do with rain,” said Ronald.