money."

"There are other ways, Bobby," Mother Blossom assured him brightly.
"I'm sure the other children will want to help when they hear about the
Jordans. Why don't you, and some of the boys and girls in your class,
give a little fair? We'll all help, won't we, Daddy?"

"But I don't know how to give a fair," objected Bobby.

CHAPTER X

WORKING FOR THE FAIR

"I do," said Meg, turning around on the piano bench. "You have tables,
and on 'em things to sell, and everybody comes. Where could we have
the fair, Mother?"

"I think here in the house," answered Mother Blossom thoughtfully. "We
live near enough to the center of town for people to get here easily."

"But how do you have a fair?" persisted Bobby. "Where do we get things
to sell? Can we do it all ourselves?"

"Certainly you can," declared Father Blossom. "You want the money to
be your own gift, so you boys and girls must do the work. We older
folk will help with advice. Mother can tell you all about it. Her
church society gives two fairs every year."

Mother Blossom smiled as Bobby looked at her expectantly.