You're quite wrong--so try again." "Oh, mother! is it a strawberry tea ?" cried Milly.

"The strawberries are just ripe, I know.

Gardener told nurse so this morning.

And we can have tea on the lawn, and ask Jacky and Francis!" "Oh, jolly!" said Oliver, jumping off his mother's knee and beginning to dance about.

"And we'll gather them ourselves--won't you let us, mother ?" "But it isn't a strawberry tea even," said his mother.