go to bed instead. The Story Girl was awfully disappointed."

"Who is the Story Girl?" asked Felix.

"Oh, Sara--Sara Stanley. We call her the Story Girl partly
because she's such a hand to tell stories--oh, I can't begin to
describe it--and partly because Sara Ray, who lives at the foot
of the hill, often comes up to play with us, and it is awkward to
have two girls of the same name in the same crowd. Besides, Sara
Stanley doesn't like her name and she'd rather be called the
Story Girl."

Dan speaking for the first time, rather sheepishly volunteered
the information that Peter had also been intending to come over
but had to go home to take some flour to his mother instead.

"Peter?" I questioned. I had never heard of any Peter.

"He is your Uncle Roger's handy boy," said Uncle Alec. "His name
is Peter Craig, and he is a real smart little chap. But he's got
his share of mischief, that same lad."

"He wants to be Felicity's beau," said Dan slyly.

"Don't talk silly nonsense, Dan," said Aunt Janet severely.

Felicity tossed her golden head and shot an unsisterly glance at
Dan.

"I wouldn't be very likely to have a hired boy for a beau," she