“Aren’t you the man who carried away a little girl on her sled?” asked Connie before he could speak.
“That’s right,” admitted the driver. Politely, he tipped his hat to Connie’s mother and Mrs. McGuire.
“Tell me quickly,” urged Mrs. McGuire. “Has my daughter been injured?”
Just then, the rear door of the sedan swung wide. Veve, her face streaked2 with tears, had been asleep on the back seat. She stumbled out looking drowsy-eyed, but very much alive and ashamed.
“Hello, Mother,” she said. “Here I am!”
Mrs. McGuire ran down the sidewalk to clasp28 Veve in her arms. She was so happy to see her that she did not say a word about all the trouble that had been caused.
The car driver told Mr. Williams his name was Fred Clayhorn and that he was a drug salesman.
“Hope you haven’t worried too much about this little scamp,” he said, smiling at Veve. “I didn’t discover she had hitched3 her sled to my car until I was miles out in the country.”
“A filling-station man saw me and yelled for Mr. Clayhorn to stop,” explained Veve.
“Fortunately, I am a slow driver,” added Mr. Clayhorn. “Otherwise, I am afraid the little girl might have been thrown from her sled and seriously injured.”
Although Veve had not been hurt, she looked rather the worse for her adventure. The fast sled ride had not been any fun.
Ice had slashed4 into her face and her snowsuit was caked with mud and slush. She was all worn out too, from clinging so tightly to the bouncing sled.
“Thanks for bringing me home, Mr. Clayhorn,” she told him gratefully. “I never, never want to take another ride like that one.”
“I hope you never do,” he replied. “Next time you might not be so lucky.”
While the grownups talked, Connie helped Veve29 remove her sled from the luggage compartment5 of the gray sedan. One of the runners was bent6 where it had struck a stone in the road.
She was showing the place to Connie when her mother called: “Come, Veve! You must have a hot bath and climb right into bed. We’ll talk about this escapade later!”
“That means I’ll catch it!” Veve whispered to Connie. She was so tired, though, that she didn’t mind being put to bed.
After Mr. Clayhorn had driven away, Connie and her parents went into their own home.
The instant they opened the door, they knew something was wrong. Heavy black smoke filled the rooms.
“Oh, Mother!” cried Connie. “Is the house on fire?”
Mrs. Williams ran directly to the kitchen. She jerked a double-boiler from the stove. The bottom pan was black on the inside and smoke billowed from it in a great cloud.
“The chocolate pudding!” gasped7 Connie’s mother. “I went off and left the gas turned low. All the water boiled away.”
Connie helped her open windows to clear out the smoke. After a while it was not so heavy.
“I can’t recall ever having done such a careless30 thing before,” sighed Mrs. Williams. “I guess I was so worried about Veve I didn’t think what I was doing. The pan is ruined.”
“Was it a good one, Mother?”
“Yes, dear, but it doesn’t matter. The important thing is that Veve is home safely.”
Now that the excitement was over, Mrs. Williams sat down by the kitchen table and drew a deep breath. After she had rested a moment, she told Connie how proud she was of her for not having hitched a ride on the gray car, and also for having called help so quickly.
“Each day you are becoming more dependable,” she praised. “I do believe your Brownie Scout8 training has helped.”
“I wish Veve would join the troop, Mother. Why do you suppose she makes fun of the Brownies?”
“Veve is very young and likes to try to be different,” answered Mrs. Williams. “Be patient, Connie. One of these days, she may ask to join the organization.”
Now that the chocolate pudding was ruined, it was necessary to send someone to the corner store for a cake. Connie offered to go. However, it was dark so her father said he would make the purchase.
31 “And may we have ice cream too?” Connie requested.
“On a winter day like this?” her father asked in surprise.
“Oh, I could eat ice cream every day in the year,” laughed Connie. Her blue eyes twinkled as she added: “Especially on my birthday.”
Now Connie’s birthday came on the twelfth day of December. The date was very near, and she was a tiny bit afraid her mother and father might forget about it. So she thought she would mention it just to be sure.
“Will I have ice cream and cake on my birthday?” she asked.
“We’ll see,” returned her mother. She smiled in a most mysterious way.
The next day, Mrs. Williams did not say anything more about the approaching birthday. She acted as if she had entirely9 forgotten it.
At school, although all of the Brownies were there, Veve’s desk remained vacant.
Connie learned from Sunny and Jane that Veve had been kept home because she had a very severe cold.
“Serves her right,” said Jane, who had heard about the coasting mishap10. “If she had used good32 common sense, she wouldn’t have been carried away on the sled!”
“Veve didn’t mean to get into trouble,” Connie defended her friend. “She’s just careless.”
Veve’s cold kept her indoors throughout the entire week. But on Saturday, the first day she was allowed outside, she came running over to play with Connie.
But Connie was on her way to Jane’s house to attend the regular weekly Brownie meeting and could not stop even to talk.
“I wish I could play with you, Veve,” she said. “You know how it is. We aren’t supposed to be late for meetings.”
“I know how it is, all right,” grumbled11 Veve. “I never see you any more—that’s what. Since you joined those stupid old Brownies, you’re no fun at all!”
“I’m having more fun than I ever did,” Connie called over her shoulder as she skipped off down the street.
At Jane’s house, the Brownies again were working on scrapbooks for the hospital.
Miss Gordon, however, had varied12 the program with another of her frequent “surprises.”
Captain Frank Bentley of the Rosedale Police33 Station had been invited in to explain rules of safety to the Brownies.
Now, although the police officer was very much at ease when directing traffic or guarding school crossings, he seemed rather embarrassed as he faced the sober-eyed little girls.
He told them never to cross a street without first pausing to look carefully in both directions. And he warned them about the danger of dodging13 in behind parked cars or running when they crossed a street.
“Another thing” he added. “In case you ever witness an accident, always notify an adult person, or call the police station.”
“That’s exactly what Connie did,” spoke14 up Eileen proudly. “When Veve was carried away on her sled, she telephoned the police, and then she went home and reported the accident to her mother.”
“Brownies are very smart little girls,” said the police officer. “This talk probably isn’t in the least necessary.”
“Oh, but we’ve enjoyed it, and we’ve learned a lot!” declared Connie quickly.
“We’ll all be more careful in the future, I’m sure,” added Rosemary.
“That Veve McGuire is the one who should be34 here,” declared Jane, fingering the dancing elf design on her Brownie pin. “She’s worse than anyone I know when she dashes for school. Once she was nearly struck by a car.”
“Oh, Veve isn’t as careless as she was,” Connie said, standing15 up for her friend. “Since her accident with the sled, she has been very careful.”
“Careful!” snorted Jane. “That’s because she’s had to stay in the house most of the time. If there’s one person in the world who should learn something about safety, it’s Veve McGuire!”
Now Miss Gordon did not like to hear the girls discuss Veve so frankly16 when the little girl was not present. But instead of scolding Jane for being so outspoken17, she changed the subject by asking:
“By the way, girls, has anyone learned if Veve plans to join our Brownie troop in the next few weeks?”
The leader of the Rosedale troop looked directly at Connie, who was much better acquainted with Veve than any of the other girls.
Now Connie did not wish to tell Miss Gordon all the unkind things that Veve had said about the Brownie organization.
So she replied quite truthfully that she had not discussed the subject with her for a long while.
35 “You might speak to her about it sometime,” urged the leader. “We really want Veve.”
“Not if she keeps on saying things about the Brownies,” whispered Jane, who always was outspoken.
Rosemary gave her a warning nudge and she became quiet.
Following Captain Bentley’s talk, the Brownies served fruit juice and cookies. Usually they had refreshments18 at the end of the meeting. This time they served early so the police officer would not need to wait.
Captain Bentley drank a cup of juice, ate three cookies and admired the fine scrapbooks. Then he said good-bye to the girls, reminding them again not to forget the safety rules.
“Whenever you come to a street intersection19, always stop, look and listen,” he advised as he started to leave. “That way, you’ll avoid accidents.”
Bowing to Miss Gordon, Captain Bentley backed out the door squarely onto the tail of Jane’s kitten, Blackie, who drowsed in the sunshine.
With a squawk, the kitten scampered20 through the startled officer’s legs. His foot slipped on a patch of ice. Arms and legs flailed21 and thrashed the air as he sought vainly to keep his balance.
36 Then, with a thud, his two hundred and ten pounds came down on the cement porch.
Captain Bentley wasn’t hurt, only jarred. But he grinned with embarrassment22 as he picked himself up. All the Brownies shouted with laughter.
“Always remember the safety rules,” the officer chuckled23. “And I might add, they apply to kitten tails as well as street crossings!”
After the captain had gone, the girls worked hard on their scrapbooks. They talked about the approaching Christmas holidays and what they would do during school vacation. No one had made any special plans.
“We can’t go coasting or ice skating, that’s certain,” sighed Rosemary, listening to the steady drip of melting snow on the roof.
Since the last Brownie meeting, the weather gradually had turned warmer. Only a little snow and a few icicles remained to remind the girls of the recent storm.
“I don’t even want new skates for Christmas,” declared Jane, carefully wiping up a blob of paste which had dropped on the rug. “Just once, I wish we could have a giant-size snowstorm here!”
“Out West where my Grandfather and Grandmother Williams live, they have wonderful snowstorms,”37 Connie said wistfully. “Once they were snowed in their house nearly a week.”
“You mean they couldn’t get out at all?” asked Sunny in awe24.
“Not until a big snowplow came along and opened up the roads. They didn’t starve though, because they had plenty of food in the house.”
“In Minnesota, where my grandparents live, the snows are very heavy too,” said Miss Gordon. She smiled at the recollection. “Christmas at Snow Valley—I count it as one of my happiest memories.”
“Snow Valley,” repeated Connie. “What a beautiful name!”
“Are the snows really deep?” asked Eileen.
“I’ve seen drifts so high they nearly touched the roof. And the coasting! Out of this world!”
Miss Gordon told the girls more about the farm home of her Grandfather and Grandmother Gordon. The living room fireplace was so large that quarter logs were burned in it instead of chopped wood.
“I wish a flying carpet would come along and take me there right now!” exclaimed Connie, her eyes bright.
“Perhaps I’ll return to Minnesota for the holidays,” revealed Miss Gordon. “And that brings me38 to an important question. You remember the ‘surprise’ of which I spoke?”
Immediately the room buzzed with excited conversation.
Miss Gordon had to raise her hand in the Brownie sign for silence. Connie followed suit, becoming as still as a mouse. Next Sunny raised her hand, and last of all, Jane, who was chattering25 like a magpie26.
When one could have heard a pin drop, Miss Gordon said:
“Girls, I’ve talked to your parents, but I can’t reveal the secret just yet. However, I have an important question to ask. Think well before you answer.”
“What is the question, Miss Gordon?” Sunny was squirming with impatience27.
“Merely this. How many would be willing to give up part of their school vacation for a Brownie outing?”
“A hike?” demanded Jane.
Miss Gordon smiled and shook her head.
“A trip?” asked Connie, who was a much better guesser.
“Now don’t ask me to reveal the secret too soon,” laughed the leader of the Brownies. “Christmas holidays are precious days. Even if your parents were39 willing, would you really want to go away from Rosedale?”
“You mean for several days?” Jane asked, her breath quite taken away. “Over Christmas?”
“It might mean being gone on Christmas Day,” Miss Gordon admitted soberly. “So far, the plan is not definite.”
“Then if we were gone, we wouldn’t get any Christmas presents,” said Sunny, losing her happy smile.
“That part would be taken care of, I assure you,” Miss Gordon declared. “Naturally, I can’t expect you to say whether you would be willing to leave Rosedale, when I haven’t told you where the troop would go.”
The Brownies looked somewhat relieved and waited anxiously for their leader to continue.
Miss Gordon, however, realized that she had said almost too much.
“I can’t tell you any more about the plan until we meet again,” she said. “Until then, I’ll merely ask you all to think very seriously of the question I have raised. If the answer should be ‘yes’—well, who knows?”
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