about? Did none of them ever hear of sickness, or sorrow, or death? Billy, don't you go to playing Indian or chasing woodchucks until you get out of those clothes. I promised Margaret I'd bring back that suit good as new."
Then the O'More children came crowding to meet Elnora's mother.
"Merry Christmas!" cried Mrs. Comstock, gathering them in. "Got everything right here but the tree, and there seems to be plenty of them a little higher up. If this wind would stiffen just enough more to blow away the people, so one could see this place, I believe it would be right decent looking."
"See here," whispered Elnora to Ammon. "You must fix this with Billy. I can't have his trip spoiled."
"Now, here is where I dust the rest of 'em!" complacently remarked Mrs. Comstock, as she climbed into the motor car for her first ride, in company with Ammon and Little Brother. "I have been the one to trudge the roads and hop out of the way of these things for quite a spell."
She sat very erect as the car rolled into the broad main avenue, where only stray couples were walking. Her eyes began to twinkle and gleam. Suddenly she leaned forward and touched the driver on the shoulder.
"Young man," she said, "just you toot that whistle suddenly and shave close enough a few of those people I so that I can see how I look when I leap for ragweed and snake fences."
