rly, and found that the
sunshine was fairly pouring itself in at their bay window.

"I don't believe it's time to get up," said Midget, as she smiled at
Kitty across the room.

"No; Mother said she'd call us when it was time," returned Kitty,
cuddling down under her rosebudded coverlet.

But just then something flew in at the open window, and landed on the
floor between their two beds.

"What's that?" cried Marjorie, startled. And then she saw that it was a
large red peony blossom. It was immediately followed by another, and that
by a branch of lilac blooms. Then came hawthorn flowers, syringa, Rose of
Sharon, roses, bluebells, and lots of other flowers, and sprays of green,
until there was a perfect mound of flowers in the middle of the room, and
stray blossoms fallen about everywhere.

"It's Cousin Jack, of course," cried Marjorie. "Let's get up, Kit."

The girls sprang out of bed, and throwing on their kimonas, ran and
peeped out of the window, from behind the curtains.

Sure enough, Cousin Jack was standing down on the lawn, and when he saw
the smiling faces, he began to chant a song to them:

"Susannah and Mehitabel, come out and play!
For it's a lovely, sunny, shiny day in May;
And Cousin Jack is waiting here for you,
So hurry up, and come along, you two!"

Marjorie and Kitty could dress pretty quickly when they wanted to, so
they were soon ready, and in fresh pink gingham dresses and pink
hair-ribbons, they ran downstairs and out on to the lawn. King was
already there, for Cousin Jack had roused him also.

"Hello, Kiddy-widdies!" Cousin Jack called out, as the girls flew toward
him. "However did you get bedecked in all this finery so quickly?"

"This isn't finery," said Kitty; "these are our morning frocks. But say,
Cousin Jack, how did you manage to throw those flowers in at our window
from down here?"

"Oh, I'm a wizard; I can throw farther than that."

"Yes, a ball," agreed Marjorie; "but I don't see how you could throw
flowers."

"Oh, I just gave them to the fairies, and they threw them in," and Cousin
Jack wouldn't tell them that really he had thrown them from a nearby
balcony, and gone down to the lawn afterward.

"Well, anyway, it was a lovely shower of flowers, and we thank you lots,"
said Marjorie.

"You're a nice, polite little girl, Mehitabel, and I'm glad to see you
don't forget your manners. Now we have a good half hour before breakfast,
what shall we play?"

Kitty sidled ov