"I don"t think it was the hour of the day that made the trouble, my son.
But are you sure you did nothing else that was wrong?"
"I did," confessed Marjorie, frankly. "I splashed water, and then the others splashed water, and that"s how we came to upset."
"Yes, that was the trouble," said Mr. Maynard; "you children are quite old enough to know that you must sit still in a boat. Especially a round-bottomed boat, and a narrow one at that."
"It was Molly"s fault more than Midget"s," put in Kitty, who didn"t want her adored sister to be blamed more than she deserved.
"Well, never mind that," said Marjorie, generously ignoring Molly"s part in the disaster. "There"s one thing sure, Kitty wasn"t a bit to blame."
"No," said King, "Kit sat quiet as a mouse. She wouldn"t upset an airship. Mopsy and I were the bad ones, as usual, and I think we ought to be punished."
"I think so, too," said Mr. Maynard, "but as this is a vacation holiday I hate to spoil it with punishments, so I"m going to wait until you cut up your next naughty trick, and then punish you for both at once. Is that a good plan, Mother?"
"Yes," said Mrs. Maynard, looking fondly at the culprits, "but I want to stipulate that the children shall not go out in the boat again without some grown person with them."
"I"m glad of that," said Marjorie, "for no matter how hard I try I don"t believe I could sit perfectly still in a boat, so I"ll be glad to have some grownup go along."
"That"s my chance," exclaimed Uncle Steve, "I"ll take you any time you want to go, Midget, and I"ll guarantee to bring you back without a ducking."
"Thank you, Uncle Steve," said Marjorie; "shall we go right after breakfast?"
"Not quite so soon as that, but perhaps to-morrow. By the way, kiddies, what do you think of having a little party while you"re here? That would keep you out of mischief for half a day."
"Oh, lovely!" exclaimed Marjorie. "Uncle Steve, you do have the beautifullest ideas! What kind of a party?"
"Any kind that isn"t a ducking party."
"But we don"t know anybody much to invite," said Kitty.
"Yes, I know quite a few," said Marjorie, "and King knows several boys; and anyway, Molly and Stella will help us make out a list. How many shall we have, Uncle Steve?"
"About twenty, I think, and I"ll have a hand at that list myself. I know most of the children around here. This afternoon get Molly and Stella to come in after school, and we"ll make the list. We can send the invitations to-night, and have the party day after to-morrow. That"s warning enough for such young, young people."
"It seems to be your party, Steve," said Mrs. Maynard, smiling; "can"t I help you with the arrangements?"
"Yes, indeed; you and Mother can look after the feast part of it, but the rest I"ll attend to myself."
After breakfast the children were advised to stay indoors for a while, lest they get into more mischief, and also until their elders felt that there was no danger of their taking cold.
"Lucky we didn"t have Rosy Posy with us," said King, picking up his smallest sister, and tossing her up in the air.
"Don"t speak of it," said his mother, turning pale at the thought; "and don"t ever take the baby on your escapades. She"s too little to go through the dangers that you older ones persist in getting into."
"Oh, we don"t persist," said Marjorie, "the dangers just seem to come to us without our looking for them."
"They do seem to, Midget," agreed Uncle Steve. "But you all seem to have a happy-go-lucky way of getting out of them, and I think you"re a pretty good bunch of children after all."
"Listen to that!" exclaimed King, proudly, strutting about the room, elated with the compliment. "It"s worth while having an uncle who says things like that to you," and the others willingly agreed with him.
Kept in the house, the children wandered about in search of amus.e.m.e.nt.
Kitty curled herself up on a sofa, with a book, saying she was determined to keep out of mischief for once.
"Let"s go up in the attic," said Midget to King, "and hunt over our old toys that are put away up there. We might find some nice game."
"All right, come on," and in a minute the two were scrambling up the attic stairs.
"Gracious! look at that big chest. I never saw that before. Wonder what"s in it," said Marjorie, pausing before a big cedar chest.
"Is it locked?" said King, and lifting the lid he discovered it wasn"t.
But it was filled to the brim with old-fashioned garments of queer old Quaker cut.
"Wouldn"t it be fun to dress up in these," cried King.
"Yes," a.s.sented Marjorie, "but I"m not going to do it, until we ask Grandma. I"ve had enough mischief for one day."
So King ran downstairs and asked Grandma, and soon came running back.
"She says we may," he announced briefly, "so let"s choose our rigs."
They lifted out the quaint, old-fashioned clothes, and found there were both men"s and women"s garments among them.
"Where do you suppose they came from?" asked Marjorie.
"Grandma said some old relative in Philadelphia sent her the chest, some time ago, but she"s never opened it."
They tried on various costumes, and pranced around the attic, pretending they were ladies and gentlemen of bygone days.
Finally King tried on a woman"s dress. It just fitted him, and when he added a silk Shaker bonnet and a little shoulder shawl, the effect was so funny that Marjorie screamed with laughter.
"All you want," she said, "is some false hair in the front of that bonnet, and you"ll be a perfect little old lady."
Then Marjorie ran down to Grandma, and asked her for some of her false puffs, and getting them, flew back to the attic again, and deftly pinned them inside of King"s bonnet, transforming him into a sweet-faced Quaker lady.
Then Marjorie arrayed herself as another Quaker lady, drawing her hair down in smooth bands over her ears, which greatly changed the expression of her face, and made her look much older. Each carried an old-fashioned silk reticule, and together they went downstairs. After parading before their admiring relatives, they decided to play a joke on Eliza. She had not yet seen them, so they slipped downstairs and out the front door, and then closing it softly behind them, they rang the bell.
Eliza came to the door, and utterly failed to recognize the children.
"Does Mrs. Sherwood live here?" asked King, in a thin, disguised voice.
"Yes, ma"am," said Eliza, not knowing the children, "but--" gazing in surprise at the quaint, old-fashioned dresses and bobbing bonnets.
"Please tell her her two aunts from Philadelphia are here," said Marjorie, but she could not disguise her voice as well as King, and Eliza suddenly recognized it.
"Two aunts from Phillydelphy, is it?" she said. "More likes it"s too loonytics from Crazyland! What will ye mischiefs be cuttin" up next!
But, faith, ye"re the bonny ould ladies, and if ye"ll come in and take a seat, I"ll tell the missus ye"re here."