"I do, indeed, Mopsy. I'm only afraid, by the way the customers
are flocking in, that we haven't provided enough refreshment for
them."

And sure enough, though the hour was yet early, crowds of people
were coming in at the gate.

The fame of the little fair had spread among the country people,
and they all seemed determined to help along the good cause. Molly
and Marjorie found their stock of wares rapidly fading away, while
Stella, who was selling lemonade, could scarcely keep enough on
hand to supply her customers.

"You must put up your prices, Mopsy," said her uncle; "that's the
way to do when your stock is getting low."

So Marjorie doubled the price of everything she had left for sale,
but even then the dolls and trinkets were willingly bought.

"What shall we do?" said Grandma, in despair. "It isn't seven
o'clock, we haven't lighted the lanterns yet for the evening, and
the ice cream is all gone! I never dreamed we'd have such a
crowd."

"We'll light the lanterns, anyway," declared Uncle Steve, "for if
the ice cream is gone they'll want to buy the lanterns next!"

And sure enough they did. When the people came in the evening and
learned that everything was sold out but the lanterns, they
declared they would buy them for souvenirs. So the merry guests