children heard her laughing with Molly.

"I think Brownie is hungry," insisted Sister. "Aren't you ever
going to feed him?"

"Of course he's hungry," chimed in Grace, who had overheard.
"There's a bowl of bread and milk Mother fixed for him before
breakfast, out on the back porch, with a plate over it to keep the
cats out. Take him out there and feed him, Brother."

Brownie was indeed very hungry and the children enjoyed watching
him eat the bread and milk Mother Morrison had fixed for him.
After he had eaten it all up, they took him out on the grass to
play, but that fat little brown puppy, instead of playing with
them, curled up and went to sleep.

"Never mind--here comes the party!" cried Sister, whose bright eyes
had spied a wagon turning into the drive.





CHAPTER VIII

THE PARTY


"The party" happened to be the ice-cream, and Brother and Sister
watched eagerly as the delivery boy carried the heavy wooden tub