Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Families -- Juvenile fiction; Girls -- Juvenile fiction
"All right," said Bumble. "Patty, if you'll get the hot water, I'll cut up
a lemon."
"But there aren't any lemons," said her mother. "I looked for one to-day,
and they're all out."
"There aren't any biscuits, either," said Bob, coming back from a fruitless
quest; "the box is empty."
"And there doesn't seem to be any sugar," said Nan, peering into the
sugar-bowl on the tea-table.
"Well, I'll tell you what," said Bumble, "let's pretend to have tea. You
know some people say, if you think you have anything, you have it."
"All right," said Patty, who dearly loved to pretend, "I'll make the tea."
So she pretended to measure out some tea from the caddy, and put it in the
teapot. Then she poured imaginary water from the teakettle upon it, and
covered the teapot tightly with the cosey. After allowing it a little time
to "draw" she pretended to pour it into cups, in which Bumble had already
placed imaginary sugar-lumps and bits of lemon.
Bob offered his services as waiter, and passed the cups to his mother and
Nan, and also to imaginary guests, who, he pretended, were sitting on the
chairs and sofa.
"This tea is delicious," said Aunt Grace, stirring in her empty cup, and
sipping from her empty spoon.
"Yes," said Patty, "it is real Russian tea. Do have some more, won't you?"
"Indeed, I will," said Aunt Grace, and Patty poured her another empty
cupful.
"Pass the biscuit, Bumble," said Bob, and his sister carried around the
empty biscuit-jar, while the guests helped themselves to nothing.
Uncle Ted came in in the midst of the tea joke, and drank several cups of
air, until Patty finally peeped into the teapot, and said, "You'll all have
to stop, for there isn't any tea left."
Bob carried the cups back to the tea-table, and all declared they had had a
very nice tea-party.
"But why don't you have a tea-party, girls?" said Uncle Ted, "a real one, I
mean. Invite all the neighbors and have a nice spread. I'll decorate a bit
with Japanese lanterns, and we'll make it a general festivity."
"Oh, lovely!" cried Bumble, "if mamma is well enough to stand the
excitement."
"Aunt Grace needn't have any of the trouble," said Nan. "I'll order things,
and help get the house ready. We girls will do all the work, and Aunt Grace
can just be an invited guest."
"Let's make it a lawn-party," said Bob, "and we'll have supper served in a
tent."
"Let me see," said Uncle Ted, "to-day is Monday. There's no use waiting too
long, and the moon is nearly at its full now. Suppose we have the party on
Thursday; can you all be ready by that time?"
"Oh, yes," said Nan, "there's nothing much to do. Let's write the
invitations to-night."
So during dinner, which was finally announced, they completed their plans
for a garden-party from five o'clock to ten Thursday evening; and after
dinner Nan wrote the invitations, and Patty addressed them, while the rest
discussed and decided who should be invited to the party.
CHAPTER XV
THE LAWN-PARTY
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