White ones were one; red ones, two; blue ones, five; silver ones, ten; and gold ones, twenty.
Then one marked Good Luck counted fifteen, and another, marked _thirteen_, counted twenty-five.

This proved that thirteen was _not_ an unlucky number! It's always fun to play jackstraws, and the children went at it with a zest.

Midget, at the next table, was not surprised to hear Hester complaining, "Oh, you joggled me! That isn't fair! I ought to have another turn! I _never_ have any luck!" Marjorie smiled across at her, and, seeming to remember the condition of the basket exchange, Hester tried to smile, and succeeded fairly well.
Milly Fosdick won that prize, and they all laughed when it turned out to be a straw hat of Indian make.

It was of gay pattern basket work, and adorned with beads and feathers.

Milly was delighted with it, and said she should always keep it as a souvenir.
By that time the ladies had completed their task, and the prize for the Good Luck hunt fell to Hester Corey.