Carolyn Wells

Marjorie's Vacation Carolyn Wells

The next morning all was bustle and excitement. Mr. Maynard stayed at home from business to escort the travellers to the train. The trunkswere packed, and everything was in readiness for their departure. Marjorie herself, in aspick-and-span pink gingham dress, a tan-colored travelling cloak, and a broad-brimmedwhite straw hat, stood in the hall saying good-bye to the other children. She carried Puff inher arm, and the sleepy, indifferent kitten cared little whither she was going."Be sure," Kingdon was saying, "to plant the seeds I gave you in a sunny place, for if youdon't they won't grow right.""What are the seeds?" asked Marjorie."Never mind that," said her brother; "you just plant them in a warm, sunny bed, in good, rich soil, and then you wait and see what comes up. It's a surprise.""All right, I'll do that, and I suppose Grandma will give me a lot of seeds besides; we alwayshave gardens, you know.""Be sure to write to me," said Kitty, "about Molly Moss. She's the one that lives in the nexthouse but one to Grandma's. You've never seen her, but I saw her two years ago, and she'san awfully nice girl. You'll like her, I know.""And what shall I remember to do for you, Rosy Posy?" asked Marjorie, as she kissed thebaby good-bye."Don't know," responded the little one; "I've never been to Gamma's. Is they piggy-wigsthere?""No," said Marjorie, laughing; "no piggy-wigs, but some nice ducks.""All wite; b'ing me a duck.