"Give Bobby his," directed Mother Blossom. "Open them, dears. That is
the only sure way to know what is inside."

Meg and Bobby tore open the square pink envelopes together, but Meg
read hers first.

"Marion Green's going to give a birthday party!" she exclaimed. "Isn't
that fun! I can wear my white dress. What'll we take her, Mother?"

Mother Blossom said that they would think up something nice before the
day for the party came, and then they heard Father Blossom come in, and
down the four little Blossoms rushed to tell him about the snow battle
and the party.

"I'm glad," announced Dot with a great deal of satisfaction at the
supper table that night, "there's something in this town they don't say
Twaddles and I are too young to go to!"

Everybody laughed, and Father Blossom said that Dot shouldn't worry
about her age, for she was growing older every year.

Marion Green's party was the next Saturday afternoon, and Mother
Blossom and Aunt Polly helped the children to get dressed.

"If I only had my locket," sighed Meg. "It would look so pretty with
this white dress. Oh, dear! I wish I had remembered about taking it
off."

Bobby and Meg had hunted often after school for the locket, but though