Cricket at the Seashore
n to go and leave those children to themselves for six whole hours. If you could manage without me, I think I'll stay at home,
will be all right, I know. Eliza will look out for the small fry, and the elders must look out for themselves," she
s looked
e. "As if we ever got into mischief! Nob
"you go to the cider-mill when you are put in charge
got v
as if the occurrence auntie referred to was half a dozen years ago, instead of one. "Anyway," changin
u run up-stairs and get it, from my bureau or table? I think I laid it on the table. No, wait. Have you yours, mother? Never mind, then, Edna. But will you please put
ring me some chocolate
her hand, and then Luke turned
their plunge. The children were already over at the Cove, with Eliza, running about in their little blue bathing-suits, though they generally went in only ankle deep. Edna could
sometimes very homesick moments, when papa and mamma seemed very far away, and Cricket, in particular, occasionally conjured up very gloomy possibilities of her pining away, and dying of homesickness, before they returned, so that when th
s the e
pause! Beneath
d, who died, for
r in distant
ughter, Jean,
y in sad and
ures brought
last her fam
t, about her dea
stranger! dro
ef of her wh
to anybody, not even to Eunice, but she often took it out, and read it wi
nted, and it was much easier for them
in the summer-came when they had finished th
s they sat down to the table. "Does it seem as if we'd been here two
he cablegram
d Eunice. "It wasn't mamm
d it," chir
id Cricket. "The man here w
talked," confusing the telephone at home with the cablegram, which, directed to Miss Eunice
ach, to sit down under the rocks till it should be
n slipped out of the yard all by himself, and ran across the road and down t
hat hung down his back, held around his chin by its elastic, and his golden hair was ram
ng at a safe distance, and looking up
hat he has, Cricket, and tell him
by," said that young lad
repeated the baby,
Kenneth immediately trotted off up the bea
ssion, whatever it was, more tightly.
Zaidee?" called Euni
e table where she keeps her God-books"-for so the twins always called the Bible and Pray
way, and we forgot it. Dear me! I hope he won't drop it. Baby, come here and
s it. Oo tan't have it," and off he started as fast as two little legs could carry him, o
e gave a frightened cry as he fell, but the next instant, when Eunice reached him, he lay motionless. Hurriedly she raised him up. A stream of blood poured from an ugly g
d Eunice. "Kenneth is dead!
na were alread
hat dreadful blood welling up so fast, and staining everything with its vivid red. Cricket flew to the edge of the beach, dipping water up in the crown of her sailor hat. She tore off her soft
t bottle in one hand and a bundle of old linen in the o
nice, with Kenneth in her arms, hurried up the beach. Eliz
or as fast as you can. Kenneth's dreadfully hurt. No,
flowed less freely. Eunice ran for hartshorn, Cricket for water. As they washed away the blood, they could see the long, ugly cut
ng back, pantin
ever so long-they'll send him right over w
up a shriek
hand over the little girl's mouth. "You go and f
obbing, and Eunice
wn together as soon as possible, and bandaged. I know how he does it. He sops the place off, and wa
Eunice," said Eliza, who showe
I sop off the blood. Oh, my pretty! my pretty! See
and the yellow head stirred a little.
u can, 'Liza. Papa wouldn't let Zaidee go to sleep last winter when she fell off th
na says she doesn't know if her mother has any. What shall we do? I know it ought to be put together right away, else it woul
. "Now, is the cut all washed out? Here, I
off, carefully, over and over, and then the cut itself, looking to see if any bit of glass or sand was still in it. Then, with firm, gentle litt
exclaimed Edna, who kept in the rear, since the sig
f only we had some surgeon's plaster. But that will hold for now. Bind this stri
th, with a faint little
cket, and Eliza laid him gent
Bemis coming over," sa
r's wife. She came hasti
some one was hurt, so I came right over. The baby, is it? poo
dage to ask Mrs. Bemis if it was all right. At the sight of
for a plaster? It lo
Cricket couldn't find any sticking-plaster, so she brough
I ought to have strips of plaster, of course, but I couldn't find an
ful child," said
st," answered Cricket, quickly. "I
loss of so much blood. Let him go, dear," as Cricket demurred. "Eliza can carry him better than you. Let me give him a
sion reached the hall
-of-doors," for Zaidee and Helen came creeping down the staircase, looking fri
ned. The watch still lay, gleaming in the sunlight, where it had fallen, ticking as unconcernedly as if no a
way when mamma told me to, all this would
dressing him," said Eunice, "and saw it lying on the table. Yo
could not settle to any of their regular amusements, and nobody wanted to go off riding
's Extrap? She says she likes it, and I'm afraid it will kill her,"
aughing. "If you drink the Pond's Extract, what will y
swallow. Strange to say,
d if I bump my legs it will do them lots more good inside than outside. Come on,
exclaimed Edna. "Does
eeps the bottle locke
er, for which he carefully substituted the proper article, but he pronounced the dressing of the cut very nicely done, and said that the cu