CHAPTER IV.
A NEW RELATIVE May came in with the sunshine and balmy days that are popularly supposed to belong to that month, but which do not always materialise.
Wistaria Porch was fairly basking in the sunshine, and the flower gardens were already showing their early blooms.

The tulip beds were a blaze of bright glory and hyacinths and daffodils added their sweetness and beauty.
"Such a heavenly place!" Patty exclaimed as she and Little Billee strolled along the garden paths in the late afternoon.

"I'm glad we have this week-end to ourselves,--I love to have guests, but once in a while,--you know--" "I do know!" declared Farnsworth, "and I'd be willing to have 'em twice in a while--" "Have what ?" "Week-ends alone with you! Oh, I like company, too,--have all you want, but now and then--just now and then, a family party looks good to me! Where's our blessed child at the moment ?" "She ought to be here,--it's time.

Winnie usually brings her for her afternoon visit to her proud parents.

And here she comes! Here's mudder's own Poggly-woggly Pom-pom head!" "What delightful names you invent! Let me have a try at it! Here's Fodder's own Piggly-winktum! There, how's that ?" "Perfectly horrid! Sounds like a pig!" "All right, let's try again.