as the name
"Flossie," while the other was marked "Freddie." The names were in
pink icing on top of the white frosting that covered the birthday cakes.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" could be heard all about the room. "Isn't that too
sweet for anything!"

"I guess they are sweet!" piped up Freddie in his shrill little voice,
"'cause Dinah put lots of sugar in 'em; didn't you, Dinah?" and he
looked at Dinah, who had thrust her laughing, black, goodnatured face
into the dining room door.

"Dat's what I did, honey! Dat's what I did!" she exclaimed. "If
anybody's got a toofache he'd better not eat any ob dem cakes, 'cause
dey suah am sweet."

How the children laughed at that!

"All ready, now, children, sit down," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "Your names
are at your plates."

There was a little confusion getting them all seated, as those on one
side of the table found that their name cards were on the other side.
But Flossie and Freddie, and Nan and Bert, helped the guests to find
their proper places and soon everyone was in his or her chair.

"Can't Snap sit with us, too?" asked Freddie, looking about for his
pet, who had done all his tricks well that evening.

"No, dear," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "Snap is a good dog, but we don't want
him in the dining room when we are eating. It gives him bad habits."

"Then can't I send him out some cakes?" asked Flossie, for Snap had
almost as large a "sweet tooth" as the children themselves.

"Yes, as it is your birthday, I suppose you can give him some of your
good things," said Mamma Bobbsey.

"Here, Dinah!" called Freddie to the cook, as he piled a plate full of
cakes. "Please give these to Snap."

"Land sakes goodness me alive!" cried Dinah. "Dat suah am queer.
Feedin' a dog jest laik a human at a party. I can't bring mahself to
it, nohow."

"I'll take 'em out to him," said her husband.

Then the feast began, and such a feast as it was! Mrs. Bobbsey,
knowing how easily the delicate stomachs of children can be upset, had
wisely selected the food and sweets, and she saw to it that no one ate
too much, though she was gently suggestive about it instead of ordering.

"Don't eat too much," advised Freddie to some of the friends who sat
near him. "We've got a lot of ice cream coming. Save room for that."

"That's so--I almost forgot," spoke Jimmie Black.

A little later Mrs. Bobbsey said to Dinah:

"I think you may bring in the cream now, and I will help you serve it."

"Yes, ma'a