The gayly-lighted veranda was a fine place for dancing and games, and supper, served in the tent, was very novel and attractive.
As Nan said, after the party was over, "It was just perfect, except that we couldn't invite the ones that lived at any distance." But Uncle Ted said, "Never mind, we'll have another party, and invite them; and I'll see to mailing the invitations myself." "Oh, ho," laughed Nan, "then we needn't even get ready for the party, for you'll never remember to post them." At which Uncle Ted called her a saucy minx, and sent them all to bed..