ident that had happened in the playroom.
"Oh, I guess they'll be all right," said Mr. Bunker. "It's quiet now, so
I'll lie down and have a nap, to get ready to take them to the fireworks
to-night."
The six little Bunkers had played some games in the barn--sliding down the
hay, pretending an old wagon was a stage coach and that the Indians
captured it--games like that--when they heard Norah calling loudly to
them.
"What's she saying?" asked Laddie, who had found a hen's nest in the hay
and was wondering whether he had better take in the eggs or let them stay
to be hatched into little chickens. "What's Norah want, Russ? Have we got
to come in?"
"She says come and get the thunder-and-lightning cake," said Russ, who was
listening at the barn door.
"And ice cream! She said ice cream, too!" added Vi. "I heard her!"
"Yes, I guess she did say ice cream," admitted Russ. "Come on!" and he set
out on a run toward the house.
"Wait for me! Wait for me!" begged Mun Bun, whose short legs could not go
as fast as could those of Russ.
"I'll wait for you, Mun," said Rose kindly, and she turned back and took
the little fellow's hand.
"Maybe all the cream'll melt if we don't run," said Mun, as he toddled
along beside Rose.
"Oh, no, I guess not. Norah will save some for us," said the little girl,
humming a song.
And Rose was right. Norah made all the children sit down on the side
porch, and she waited until Mun and Rose--the last to arrive--reached the
place, before she dished out the cream. Daddy and Mother Bunker were
there, too, with their dishes, and so was Jerry Simms.
"This is better than bein' in the army," said the old soldier.
"Didn't you ever have ice cream there?" asked Russ.
"Oh, once in a while. But it wasn't at all the kind Norah can make. Sure
she's a wonder at ice cream!"
"And we're going to have thunder-and-lightning cake, too!" added Rose.
"Well, I don't know what kind that is, but it sounds good on a Fourth of
July," said Jerry with a laugh. "I hope
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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.