When Molly Was Six

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1894. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... A MOVABLE FEAST. I Think we ought to have some kind of a party for Miss Sylvia, now she has come home, said Molly to Julia one spring morning. She had such a lovely afternoon tea for us. The two little girls were playing in the garden behind Molly's house. They were making mud cakes and frosting them with the snow that still lingered in what had been the great drift on the north side of the house. It was very valuable now, because there was so little of it left. She would n't care for our kind of party, said Julia, as she made a large P on the frosting of the cake that was especially designed for the princess. Yes, she would, said Molly. I wish we knew when her birthday is. It ought to come when the flowers have their birthdays, for papa says she is like a flower. People are never like flowers, said Julia, and just as likely as not her birthday is in December or January. Miss Sylvia happened to come to see Molly's aunt Mary that very morning, and the two children ran into the house to ask her about her birthday. I did not have any birthday this year, she said. No birthday! they exclaimed, feeling very sorry for her. I only have a birthday once in four years, said Miss Sylvia; can you guess when it is? On the 29th of February, said Flora, who had just come home from school. Yes, and there was n't any 29th of February this year, and so I am left high and dry without any birthday. Poor Miss Sylvia, said Molly. Can't you choose some other day for your birthday? suggested the practical Julia. It would be a good plan. I could make a movable feast of my birthday and have it in June, one year, and in August, at the seashore, another year, or in September, in the mountains. Oh, have it in May this year, cried the chil dren. Ha...