Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-07-06

1t had been a most successful
Fourth. Father Dear had. as usual
overruled Mother Dear's objections
to skyroekets, Roman candles and
other delightfully."- dangerous things,
and Dorothy and Davie had enjoyed
one thrill after another from early
morning until late at night, even
though Mother Dear remained firm
on the subject of cannon crackers.
And now a new excitement had
come, so great that the children al
most forgot that the Fourth had
been, except when Davie looked at
the bandage on the middle finger of
his left hand and Dorothy happened
to glance at the burn ON her right
wrist. caused by accidentally thrust
ing her arm against Davies lighted
punk stick.
This new excitement was caused
by Mother Bears announcement at
the breakfast table that in two more
days-only two, mind you-they
were all to go down to the house at
-by-the-Sea TO stay all summer
long.
Wed have been there a week ago
IL father could have made arrange
ments, Mother Dear added, smiling
at the children's astonished faces.
But, mother. only two days morel
1t don't seem true" squealed Dor
othy in delight why didn't you tell
us2n
because you were wrought up
enough over the Fourth of July
smiled Mother Dear: II didn't want
you to have too much on your minds
a once"
And now Dorothy and Davie were
sitting under the apple tree, talking
things over.
How long Is two days, exactly?'
Davie demanded. his eyes shining.
Well" declared Dorothy. count
ing on her fingers, you'll go to bed
and get up, and then. you'll go to bed
and get up again. and that'll be the
day We'll start"
This might sound puzzling to You,
little readers, but it was very clear
to Davie.
When l come to my second finger
it'll be the day. won't it?" he cried,
laughing for the very joy of think
ing about it,
The very day." she repeated. II
wish we were there this very min
ute. My toes are just wiggling to
get into the salt water. I want to
go wading the very first thing, even
before I go in bathing. Do you?"
DO T. I'm going to roll my pants
lip and let the big waves come away
up boosted Davie. You'll see how
brave I am this year, Dorothy. I'm
seven now, going on eight. | wish
Frank Binks was going, too. l like
him. He don't care a bit cause
I'm not as old as he is. He's a nice
boy, Frank is
Well" Dorothy jumped up from
the grass and smoothed out her
pink skirt. I'm going in the house
and tell Hildegarde. / have a great
deal to do all my things to pack"
And she sighed in grown-up fash
ion, drawing one hand ever her
forehead with a weary air, aimed
to be like Mother Bears when that
good lady was very very tired.
"Hildegarde. snorted Davie, that
doll You tell her everything, and
she's not alive at all, She don't
hear"
"She does, too. She knows every
thing ] say, and sometimes she
nearly answers me-" declared Dor
othy, nodding her head as If to sug-
gest all sorts of mysteries: &you
don't know everything, Dayie Dear"
II don't want to know everything
bout dolls,' said Davie. starting
toward the stable: I'm going to tell
Henry we're going away"
Don't you s'pose he knows it?
He knew it fore we did"
Davie ignored this remark. He
had a plan, a plan concerning the
making of new kite, TO be made
the minute they reached Ideal. a
kite like last years, only bigger.
Do you remember last years kite,