"And now," said Aunt Judith, "I've tried to make this party a truly
old-fashioned one, and what do you say to playing some very
old-fashioned games?"

"Oh, yes, yes!" they cried. "What shall we play first?"

"Blind Man's Buff," cried Uncle John, "and I'll blind first. Here,
Rose! Tie this handkerchief over my eyes!"

Rose tied the handkerchief, and then the fun began.

"He's peeking!" cried Walter, "so he can be sure to catch Rose."

"I'm not peeking. Honest _Injun_!" declared Uncle John, exactly as he
had heard the boys say it.

"Catch _me_!" cried Leslie, at the same time dodging him, and he grasped
empty air.

"And _me_!" cried Lena, just behind him, springing past him as he
turned.

Sprite made no sound as she tried to pass him, but was just a bit too
slow, and he caught her.

"Ah, I know who I've found!" he cried, "because no other little girl
but Sprite has such long, silken braids."

He lifted the handkerchief, and laughed to see her blushing cheeks.