"There he comes again," said Annie. "He walks this way and seems to be looking for something. He walks slow, and is without his hat. He puts his hand to his head, as if he did not know what to do. Oh, sister, he has gone in again; what shall we do?"

Terry noticed a brush pile next to the lawn. There were probably snakes living in it, Terry thought.... "Miss Richardson," said Terry, "there are snakes in that pile of brush!" "Terry," Miss Richardson replied, "the only snake around here is the one in your ear!"

Though Rosie tried to enjoy playing with her little brother and sister, she could not. Every little bang or call made her jump and sent her heart into a flutter. What if someone had seen her when she had stepped on the dresser this morning and knocked the pitcher off?