Some
day you and I will have another dinner, and astonish the natives."
A few moments later, she followed Polly upstairs to tuck the
blankets around her and cuddle her, and kiss away the few tears
that lay on her cheeks. Then she went back to the parlor, where
she and her husband laughed heartily and long over Polly's grand
dinner party.
CHAPTER XIII.
ALAN AND POLLY HAVE A DRESS REHEARSAL.
It was still in the early days of the cooking club, and February's
snows lay soft over the mountain sides, the smooth, open places
throwing into bold relief the long rows of trees, which looked
blue and hazy against their dazzling background. The town was
snow-covered, too, and the frozen river, and wherever one went,
the air was full of the gay jingle-jangle of countless
sleighbells, while the streets were thronged with a motley
collection of equipages, from the luxuriously upholstered double
sleigh with its swaying robes and floating plumes, down to the
shapeless home-made "pung" with its ragged, unlined buffalo skin
snugly tucked in about the shawled and veiled grandma, who
smilingly awaited her good man while he purchased the week's
supply of groceries.
Such cold, clear days, such glorious sleighing were not to be
resisted; and on this particular Saturday afternoon, Katharine had
driven around with Cob, to take Mrs.
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