This first afternoon was followed by many others quite as happy. Shelly Beach came to be a familiar spot, the was more than once explored, the drives up and down the coast became old acquaintances, while Cap'n Si grew to be as well known as any member of Jennie's family. The little girls were never allowed to go out in a sail boat and never were permitted to go too far in the rowboat though Mr. Ramsey promised that some day they should all go on a sailing party, even Miss Eloise. The salt baths and the fine air were doing Miss Eloise so much good that one might expect almost anything would be possible for her before the summer was over. She was a great favorite with everybody, and with none more than the three little girls to whom she gave confidences she from older persons, and they came to know a great deal about the circumstances of herself and sister.  
"I wish we could do something about it," said Jennie, one day where the three children were sitting in a row on the warm sands.
 
"About what?" asked Dorothy.
 
"About Miss Eloise. You know she told us about the mortgage on their little house. I asked papa to tell me what a mortgage was. At first I thought it was something that had been built on and that had to be lifted off in some way, but it isn't that at all; it is money that has to be paid before they can own the house all themselves. I asked papa if he couldn't give them the money, but he said it would never do to offer it, for both Miss Eloise and Miss Newman were very proud and would much rather earn the money themselves even if it took a long time."
 
"But Miss Eloise can't earn money; she is an invalid," put in Edna.
 
"I know, but I wish she could: Papa said I needn't worry about it, as the mortgage was not so very big, and the money they had to pay on it every year did not amount to such a great deal, but I know from what Miss Eloise said that she would like it to be paid; she said she would feel ever so much more comfortable."
 
"Oh, dear, how in the world can anyone ever understand about such things as interest and mortgages and all that?" said Dorothy. "I don't believe I ever shall get through fractions, let alone interest."
 
"You see," Jennie went on, "Miss Eloise isn't like a Home for the Friendless or anything like that, or we could have a bazar for her."
 
"Of course she isn't a Friendless," said Edna with indignation.
 
"That's just what I said she wasn't, and that is what makes it hard to do things. I am so fond of her that I would like to have her get anything she wants."
 
"She tells the most lovely stories," said Edna thoughtfully, "but the trouble is, she hasn't the strength to write them down."
 
"Yes, but maybe she can some day," Dorothy up. "Don't you remember when we first saw her she couldn't even sit up in her chair, and had to be wheeled everywhere."
 
"Yes, I know that, but the doctor says she must be very careful and must never do anything to tire her back, and writing does tire it; she said so." Edna gave this last word.
 
They were all very thoughtful for a little while after this. Edna employed herself in making little piles of sand, it up with a purple mussel shell. Dorothy merely let the sand slide through her fingers, while Jennie amused herself by covering up one hand with sand and suddenly pulling it out of its covering.
 
It was while they were thus occupied that Emma came down the beach to find them.
 
"Your mother says you are to come up to the house and bring the others with you," she said to Jennie.
 
"What does she want us for, Emma?"
 
"To see some company that has come."
 
"Oh, very well, I suppose we shall have to go. Come on girls."
 
They all arose and followed Emma to the house to find that a neighbor had driven over with her two children, a little girl somewhat younger than either of the three, and a little boy somewhat older. Jennie had never met them before, but at her mother's suggestion she bore them off to a corner of the porch, leaving the ladies to talk together. In spite of there being a company of five, the children did not seem to get along very comfortably, for the visitors were shy and had very little to say.
 
Miss Eloise from her chair watched them all for awhile. She could see that very little headway was made, though Jennie as hostess was doing her best to entertain. Billy Potter with round eyes stared straight ahead, taking interest only in the passing of an occasional ; Mallie, with head responded yes or no to the questions put to her, and both visitors refused to leave their chairs to go anywhere or see anything. Presently Miss Eloise called Jennie softly and she immediately responded.
 
"You're having rather a hard time of it, aren't you dear?" said Miss Eloise.
 
"Oh, Miss Eloise, you don't know what sticks they are. I can't make the little girl say anything but yes and no, and the boy won't even say that much; we have all tried him."
 
Miss Eloise laughed. "Do you think you could wheel me up closer?"
 
"Why, of course I shall be delighted to."
 
Edna seeing what was taking place, ran to help. "Oh, Miss Eloise," she cried, "are you coming to help us out?"
 
"I am going to try," she said smiling. And presently the strangers looked up to see a sweet face smiling at them from a nest of silken pillows.
 
It would be a rare child whom Miss Eloise could not entertain, and in a few moments Billy's round eyes removed their gaze from the passing ships while Mallie was a delighted listener to one of Miss Eloise's fascinating stories.
 
Time passed so rapidly under this treatment that when, in the course of half an hour, Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Ramsey came over to where the group sat, they found no one ready to move until the tale was done, so both ladies sat down to hear its close.
 
"! but that was a fine story," said the hitherto silent Billy, when the end of the story came. "I wish you could tell 'em like that, Mother."
 
"Oh, my dear, I wish I could," returned Mrs. Potter. "What a gift you have, Miss Newman. I wish more children could have the privilege of hearing you. I quite envy Mrs. Ramsey such an institution as a self-working reciter of tales."
 
The ladies all laughed and Mrs. Ramsey said that her neighbors need not think they could send over 59and borrow this new institution, though she was sure the institution was much more entertaining than any phonograph. They were all quite merry over it, and all the time Edna was thinking very hard, and was the most sober one of the company.
 
After the visitors had departed, the two younger of them quite out, and with great readiness to come again, the three little girls returned to their place on the sands.
 
They were discussing the two Potter children when suddenly Edna sang out: "I see a boat coming."
 
"There are always boats coming and going," remarked Dorothy; "I don't think that is anything very unusual."
 
"But they don't often come so close to the shore, as if they were making right for this little landing," protested Edna.
 
Jennie sprang to her feet. "I do believe it is someone coming here," she declared, "but I don't know who it is. I think it is one of the boats from the hotel. There are two pretty big boys in it and a smaller boy. Yes, they are going to land. Shall we stay here or go to the house? I am sure I don't know them."
 
The other two were up by now. They watched the boat till it came up to the little landing, saw one of the boys, the smaller one, and then the others row off. The smaller boy came on directly to where the little girls were 60standing. As soon as he caught sight of them he took off his hat and walked faster.
 
Then Edna recognized him: "Why it's Louis, my cousin Louis," she cried, and ran to meet him. "Why, Louis Morrison," she greeted him as he came up, "where in the world did you come from?"
 
"From the hotel," responded Louis. "Mother and I are staying there and mother had a letter from your mother telling her that you were here and where you were staying, so when Al and Phil Haines said they were coming out in a boat I got them to leave me here. I say, it's fine, isn't it?"
 
Just what was fine, Edna did not stop to inquire, but turned to her friends to say, "This is my cousin Louis Morrison; Louis, this is Jennie Ramsey and this is Dorothy Evans, my dearest friends."
 
"What were you doing when I came up?" asked Louis.
 
"We weren't doing anything in particular. It is Jennie's afternoon to choose—we take turns in choosing how we will spend our afternoons, you see—and she hadn't made up her mind exactly." Edna looked inquiringly at Jennie as if to ask what the program was to be.
 
Jennie, like the little lady she was, turned to Louis. "What would you like to do?" she asked.
 
"Oh, I don't know." Louis looked a little embarrassed at being thus appealed to. "What do you generally do?"
 
"Sometimes we get Cap'n Si to take us out rowing, sometimes we go for a drive, and if no one else is going to use the , mother will let Mack take us out in that, but I am afraid she is going to use it this afternoon. We could take the , though, or we could go out in the boat."
 
"Have you a boat of your own? I can row," Louis returned.
 
"No, I haven't a boat of my own, but papa says I shall have one when I am old enough. He never lets anyone take me out but Cap'n Si."
 
"Ho," exclaimed Louis, "I could take you as well as not."
 
Here Jennie became quite and drew herself up to her small height. "I believe it is my afternoon to choose," she said turning to the two girls; "I think we'd better go to drive. I will tell Peter to bring up the pony and cart in half an hour." She walked away toward the stables, Dorothy joined her and Edna was left with her cousin feeling half indignant with Louis and half miffed with the girls. Why couldn't they have asked her and Louis to go to the stables? They might have known Louis, being a boy, would be interested in the horses.
 
She was roused from her thoughts by Louis who said, "I say, Edna, you don't want to go to drive, do you? It's stupid to just go driving up and down the roads; it's lots more exciting to go out in a boat. I like a sail-boat, don't you?"
 
"I've never been in one," said Edna truthfully. "Mr. Ramsey doesn't think they are very safe, but he says we shall all go on a sailing party some day soon."
 
"I hope I can go, too," returned Louis. Then, realizing that it would be best for himself if he tried to be more gracious to Edna's friends, he said, "I reckon after all, it will be nice to take a drive. Perhaps the driver will let me drive a little."
 
"The driver is Jennie," Edna told him. She began to be a little troubled about this new element which had suddenly come in to disturb the harmony of the days. She knew that Jennie was rather of her rights in the matter of her pony, though she was itself in other things. She wished that they were going out with Cap'n Si instead of in the pony-cart. She wasn't sure whether the girls wanted herself and cousin to follow them, and yet she did not like to stand as if waiting. "Let's go up to the house," she said suddenly.
 
This proved an excellent move, for they met Mrs. Ramsey just as they were going up the steps, and when Edna explained who her companion was, Mrs. Ramsey said, "Why, that is very nice. I must go and call on Mrs. Morrison. I was going to the hotel anyhow. Where are the others, Edna?"
 
"They went to the stable to order Peter to get out the pony and cart so we could all go to drive."
 
"Wouldn't you rather go in the motor-car? There is plenty of room, for Miss Newman thinks it better Miss Eloise should not give up her afternoon rest, and will not leave her by herself. I can have Mack leave me at the hotel, and while I am making my calls he can take you children around by the , and you can pick me up on the way back. How do you like that plan?"
 
"I think it would be lovely," said Edna looking at Louis for .
 
"Suits me down to the ground," said Louis.
 
"Then I'll telephone down to the stables and tell Peter never mind about the pony, and I'll ask him to send Jennie and Dorothy up to me."
 
Edna was much relieved at this outcome of the difficulty, for she knew there could be no attempt made to drive the motor-car whatever Louis might want to do in the matter of driving the pony. He was an only child and rather a spoiled one, having had his way at home, and being seldom by his over-indulgent parents. Edna was fond of him in a way, but she feared he would prove a marplot if he spent much time at the Ramsey's, and she began to wonder how long he and his mother were to be at the hotel. She did not like to ask, and just then the automobile appeared with the other two in it.
 
"We're not going in the pony cart after all," explained Jennie. "Did you know, Edna?"
 
"Yes," she replied, "your mother said so." She felt that the situation was relieved of its awkwardness because Mrs. Ramsey would be with them, and while she wasn't exactly offended with Jennie and Dorothy, she felt that she ought to be loyal to Louis, and now there would be no need of straining a point either one way or the other. Therefore when she and Louis settled down on the seat by Mrs. Ramsey all promised most favorably, and since Louis was bound to enjoy himself there was no .
 
Leaving Mrs. Ramsey at the big hotel some distance beyond, they enjoyed a spin of half an hour and then returned. Mrs. Morrison came out to greet Edna and to tell Louis he had best remain instead of continuing the drive to the Ramseys.
 
"Oh, bother," exclaimed Louis, "I don't see why I can't go back. I don't have to hang around here all the time."
 
"No, but Louis, you will have a long way to return, and besides you have been away all the afternoon."
 
"Oh, but that doesn't make any difference," Louis continued to . "I haven't seen Edna for ages."
 
"But you can see her again to-morrow. Come in, dear, and I will tell you about a nice plan Mrs. Ramsey has been arranging."
 
This brought Louis to a sense of , for if he showed himself unpleasant he might not be included in all the nice plans, so out he clambered.
 
"Thank Mrs. Ramsey for you to go in her automobile," whispered his mother, and Louis gave his thanks , calling out as the automobile started off, "Good-bye, Edna, I'll see you to-morrow."
 
Jennie and Dorothy glanced at one another meaningly as he said this, and Mrs. Ramsey perceiving the look said, "I have thought of a nice plan, children."
 
"Tell us, tell us," they clamored.
 
"I am going to let you give a porch party to-morrow."
 
"What is that, Mother?" asked Jennie.
 
"Why, it is just this: I have been thinking how very hard it must be for those mothers who are boarding at the hotel with restless children and who must find it difficult to entertain them. Many of these mothers do not get a moment's rest, and would be so glad of a little time when they knew their children were safe somewhere, and were having a good time as well, so I thought I would gather up some of these children to-morrow for a porch party and let Miss Eloise tell them some of her stories. You know there is nothing she loves so well as to get a parcel of children around her, and the way she keeps them as still as mice is a perfect to me. I want to do something of the kind for her before she goes, and I am sure she would like this better than any grown-up affair. What do you think of it?"
 
"It would be fine," cried the little girls in chorus.
 
"But what do you mean, Mother, by saying before Miss Eloise goes. She surely isn't going soon?"
 
"Why, I am afraid she and her sister have made up their minds that they must."
 
"Just as she is getting along so nicely. What a shame!" cried Jennie. "Can't you possibly persuade her to stay?"
 
"I have tried my best, my dear, but you know they are very proud, and have said that while they are very grateful for the invitation to stay longer that they could not impose upon me to the extent of more than the original time for which I invited them; that was for a month, and the month was up last week."
 
"Oh, Mother, why didn't you say all summer while you were about it?"
 
"Why didn't I? I think it was because I was afraid if I made it so they would decline to come at all, and I thought once they did come it would be easy to persuade them to extend their visit, if it proved to be the best place for Miss Eloise."
 
"Oh, dear," sighed Jennie, "I just hate to think of her going back to that hot city. Isn't there some 67way we could manage to make them stay somewhere, even if it were not at our house? Why couldn't they take a little cottage or or something and stay till school begins?"
 
"Even little cottages and cost something, and I am afraid they could not afford even the smallest of those."
 
"Oh, dear," Jennie sighed again. "I never before wanted school in summer time, but now I wish there were one that Miss Newman could teach in so they would have to stay."
 
"Why, my dear," exclaimed Mrs. Ramsey and then stopped suddenly.
 
"What were you going to say, Mother?"
 
"Nothing, only you have given me an idea. Mack, how much time have we?"
 
Mack glanced at the clock in front of him. "About half an hour, Mrs. Ramsey. It is just six."
 
"Then you can take me to the Point. Do you children want to go? I shall be making a business call only. Perhaps you'd better go home, for Miss Newman and Miss Eloise will think we have them. I will be back to dinner. Just go as far as the gate, Mack. The children won't mind walking the rest of the way."
 
So the children were set down at the gate and the motor-car went off in a rush. This latest talk had driven all thoughts of Louis out of mind, and the three little girls began to discuss the porch 68party with great eagerness. "I wonder if we may tell Miss Eloise," said Edna.
 
Jennie thought they would better not, but they could speak of their regret in her leaving.
 
They found the two sisters settled in their favorite corner of the wide porch. "Oh, Miss Eloise," cried Jennie, "we think it is just dreadful for you to think of going so soon. Why, I never dreamed but that you were going to stay all summer."
 
"But, my dear, think of how long we have been here. Nothing we could ever do would repay your dear mother for all her kindness, and we certainly would prove ourselves very ungrateful if we imposed ourselves upon her to such an extent."
 
"It wouldn't be imposing," protested Jennie.
 
"It might not be if we could return the hospitality, but that we cannot do, and so, you see—"
 
"I don't see at all," Jennie persisted.
 
"But we do," put in Miss Newman. "We feel very much gratified that you don't want us to go, and we shall never forget how happy a season we have had here."
 
"It will be something to treasure for the rest of my days," said Miss Eloise, her eyes on the glittering sea, now radiance from the evening sky. "Isn't it lovely?" she said. "Don't you want to sit down here and enjoy it with us?"
 
"We must go and dress for dinner," Jennie told her, "but we will hurry."
 
However, they were not ready till dinner was announced and Mrs. Ramsey had returned. Her eyes were bright and there was a little excited flush on her cheeks. The talk at the table was of the porch party, the of which delighted Miss Eloise, but after dinner, Mrs. Ramsey said: "Miss Newman, I want to have a talk with you." So she and Miss Newman took themselves to the further corner of the porch while the little girls gathered around Miss Eloise till the stars came out and it was too cool to sit out longer.