assured him, nodding and smiling from the other doorway, the one
that led into the hall.

She had come over, in her prettiest white and lavender gown, to
see the end of the party.

Mother Morrison came up to the table with the pie and the children
saw that the paper crust was full of little slits and that from
each slit a ribbon hung out. Some were blue and some were pink.

"Each girl must choose a blue ribbon," said Mother Morrison. "The
pink ones are for the boys. You pull first, Lucy."

Lucy Reed pulled one of the blue ribbons. She hauled out a little
celluloid doll dressed in a gay red frock.

"How lovely!" Lucy cried. "Do we all get something?"

Each child was eager to pull a ribbon, and, wasn't it strange?
--there were just enough ribbons to go round! After every one,
including Brother and Sister, had had his turn, the "crust" was
all torn, and not a single present or ribbon was left.

"Half-past five!" said Louise then, looking at her little wrist-
watch. "We must hurry with the fishing."

So they went into the living-room and had a delightful time
fishing in the pond back of the table. There was a gift for
everyone who fished, and when six o'clock struck, and it was time
to go home, each small guest had a package to take along.