y reached the house it was
nearly lunch time. So they came to the table in their Quaker garb, and
created much merriment by pretending to be guests of the family.

Stella and Molly both came after school, and the list for the party
invitations was soon made out. Uncle Steve wrote the invitations, and
sent them to the mail, but he would not divulge any of his plans for the
party, and though Midget was impatient to know, she could get no idea of
what the plays or games were to be.

But it was not long to wait for the day of the party itself. The guests
were invited from three to six in the afternoon, and though the Maynards
knew some of them, there were a number of strangers among the company.
However, Stella and Molly knew them all, and it did not take long for the
Maynards to feel acquainted with them.

The first game was very amusing. Uncle Steve presented each child with a
Noah's Ark. These were of the toy variety usually seen, but they were all
empty.

"You must find animals for yourselves," said Uncle Steve, who was never
happier than when entertaining children. "They are hidden all about, in
the drawing-room, library, dining-room, and hall. You may not go
upstairs, or in the kitchen, but anywhere else in the house you may
search for animals to fill your arks. Now scamper and see who can get the
most."

The children scampered, and all agreed that hunting wild animals was a
great game. It was lots more fun than a peanut hunt, and they found
elephants, lions, and tigers tucked away behind window curtains and sofa
pillows, under tables and chairs, and even behind the pictures on the
walls.

There were so many animals that each one succeeded in filling his or her
ark, and after they had declared they could find no more, each child
was told to take the ark home as a souvenir of Marjorie's party.

"The next game," said Uncle Steve, as they all sat round, awaiting his
directions, "is out of doors, so perhaps you had better put on your
coats and hats."

"Oh, Uncle Steve," said Marjorie, "the air is so soft and warm, I'm sure
we don't need wraps."

"Yes, you do," said Uncle Steve; "this is a peculiar game, and you must
have your coats on."

So the children trooped upstairs, and soon returned garbed for outdoors,
and two by two they followed Uncle Steve in a long procession. Mr.
Maynard was with them, too, but Uncle Steve was general manager, and told
everybody what to do.

He led them across the lawns, down th