“ CARROTS.”

we get cold, nurse won't let us come out
alone again.”

Up jumped Carrots onto his sturdy little
less ellen sEloss ane rsaid:

“Floss,” he began, when they stopped to
take breath again, “once I saw a little boy
-with a hoop. It went so nice on the sands.
I wish I had a hoop, Floss.”

«“T wish you had, dear,” said Floss. “I'd
buy you one if I had any money. But I
haven't ; and we couldn’t ask mamma, because
I know,” and Floss shook her head mysteri-
ously, “I know poor mamma fasz't any money
to spare. J must think of a plan to get some.”

Carrots kept silence for about three-quarters
of a minute. “Have you thinkened, Floss?”
he asked eagerly.

“Thought,” gravely said Floss; “not think-
ened, — what about ?”’

’

« About a plan,” replied Carrots. He called
it “a pan,” but Floss understood him.
Oh, dear, no!” said Floss; “plans take a

great lot of thinking. They’re real things,