but they soon found it was better fun to sit quietly and watch.

"There goes a flower-pot!" cried Meg, as a brilliant shower of red
and yellow sparks bloomed out against the velvet blackness of the
Summer night.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven--seven stars," counted
Bobby as Jud set off a Roman candle.

"Now a rocket!" said Mother Blossom, and Captain Jenks gave a
hurrah as the beautiful shooting star thing hissed and fell far
out into Sunset Lake.

Father Blossom and Jud were kept busy setting off the many pieces,
for Jud had brought more in his bag, and when they lit the last
red light it was discovered that Dot was fast asleep sitting
upright against a porch post.

It was a tired and sleepy family that, Jud carrying Dot, marched
to bed when the red light had burned itself out. But they were
immensely happy. So was Captain Jenks, whistling on his way to his
boat--nothing would induce him to stay all night. So was the
Harley family far out in Oklahoma. And they were all happy for the
same reason.

THE END