“Breakfast is ready,” called Lucy at last. “All right for you to come, Dora.” Dora didn’t need to be called but once. Nobody does on a birthday morning. She saw that her plate was covered with bundles, and then she had to hide because Uncle Dan said that her nose must be buttered and that she should have nine spanks, and one to grow on. Dora had to dodge around the table till Mother told Uncle Dan to sit down and behave properly. Uncle Dan put down the butter-knife and Dora let him catch her and give her ten love pats and a big hug. Then Father kissed her, and Mother said if they wasted any more time the children would be late for school and Father and Uncle Dan would be late for work. Dora sat down at her place and picked up the first package. It was fat and not a bit heavy. She opened it to find some yarn, soft, and of the prettiest blue you can imagine. Dora didn’t know it, but it was the color of her eyes. “That is to make you a sweater,” said Mother. “I am going to knit one like Mary Burton’s. You said you liked hers so much.” Dora was delighted. She kissed Mother and looked very happy. “My old sweater is growing so small,” she said. “Will you knit it soon, Mother?” “I will begin it this evening,” said Mrs. Merrill. “I want some work to pick up after supper.” “It is the color I like best,” said Dora, and she opened another package. This was from Olive and it contained two new hair-ribbons. One was blue and exactly matched the sweater yarn. The other was pink. Dora liked them both. The next package was small and heavy and Dora wondered what it could be. It was a paint-box with paints of all the different colors that any picture could possibly need. This was from Uncle Dan, and Dora went straight and hugged him. “How did you know I wanted a paint-box?” she asked. “I wanted it very much and I didn’t expect to have one.” “A little bird told me,” said Dan promptly. “I guess it was an Olive-bird,” laughed Dora. “I don’t remember telling anybody but Olive how much I wanted one.” Lucy was eager for Dora to open her gift. Dora thought it was lovely. It was a roll of colored papers and paper lace, for making hats and dresses for paper dolls. Such a gift was most desirable for work on winter evenings. Now two packages were left, one of which had come through the mail. Dora opened the other first. This was from Father and was a copy of “Alice in Wonderland.” Dora loved that story. She had borrowed it many times from the Public Library and never expected to have a copy of her own. Father explained that he had a chance to buy it through the printing-press and knew she would like it. “There is another part to my present,” he said. “Next week there is to be a good film at the movies, ‘Anne of Green Gables.’ You and Lucy and Mother are to see the afternoon performance.”