They were used to playing on the sandy beach of Lake Michigan and even Alice, who knew all about it, didn’t think about the ocean’s tides. And as all the children were in their bathing suits they didn’t notice an occasional bit of wetness. So it was with amazement they saw a great wave roll up near and actually into their precious city! "Why, what’s the matter with the ocean?" exclaimed Mary Jane in dismay, "it’s coming into our city, and it mustn’t!" "Matter with the ocean!" cried Alice, much disgusted with her thoughtlessness. "It’s the tide. Don’t you remember in Florida how it went up and down the beach each day, Mary Jane? We should have remembered and set our city further from the edge of the water." As they talked, a second great wave broke in a frill of bubbles and down went the two nearest churches, three parks and a dozen houses. "Regular earthquake-tidal wave effect," said one of Uncle Hal’s friends who came up to the group just then. "Well, we were just going to take you into the water again anyway, so why worry?" "Oh, goody!" cried Mary Jane happily, "we can build another city sometime, but we can’t go in swimming with you and Uncle Hal—not very often we can’t." By the time the girls had had another good swim and had enjoyed the breakers till the boys were tired, Mrs. Merrill decided that it was time to come in. The sun was getting lower and lower, and already the breeze was blowing cooler. "Dash up to the clubhouse quickly, girlies," said Mrs. Humphrey, "you know where I showed you to go. And then when you come back dressed we’ll find something to eat." But the girls took longer dressing than might have been expected—maybe they talked too much about the good time they were having—and when they reached the beach it was time the party was starting back for Boston, past time in fact, if Mrs. Humphrey was to keep an important dinner engagement. So there was no time for regular tea as Mrs. Humphrey had planned. "But we can stop and get ice cream cones and crackerjack to eat on the way," she said. "Don’t little girls like cones and crackerjack?" "They certainly do," laughed Alice, "at least these little girls do." "Then take this," said Mrs. Humphrey, handing her a five-dollar bill, "and get all you want, dear. This looks like a good place." They were back in the car of course, and Higgins had driven along the thoroughfare by the ocean—a street lined with shops. Alice looked at the money with a feeling of dismay. How many should she get? One cone apiece and one box of crackerjack or maybe two? And how about the change? Five dollars seemed like a lot of money to carry into a crowd such as thronged the boardwalk by which the car had stopped. Seeing her hesitation, Mrs. Humphrey said, "Would you rather I got it, dear?" and Alice replied so promptly, "oh, _will_ you, Mrs. Humphrey?" that the lady had no doubt, but Alice would enjoy herself more if she didn’t have to make the purchase.