Mrs. Sherwood always gave some sort of party for Princess Polly, and
surely everyone remembered her beautiful party of the Winter before.
All these things she told Aunt Judith.
"And Uncle John says he will not permit his neighbors to do _all_ the
entertaining, and when he says that he laughs," said Rose.
Aunt Judith stopped rocking and sat very straight.
"And _I_ shall entertain in a small way myself," she said.
"Oh, Aunt Judith!" cried Rose, her surprise making her eyes round, and
bright.
"The wee party that I shall give will be in honor of my little niece,
Rose."
Rose laid her warm hand on Aunt Judith's arm.
"How good you are," she said. "And I'll come over the day of the party,
and help you get ready. I'll love to. 'Twill be half the fun. Oh, Aunt
Judith, please tell me what the dear little party is to be like."
"Like a party that I once enjoyed when I was little," Aunt Judith said.
"I remember it as perfectly as if it had occurred yesterday. To repeat
it now will be a quaint delight. I'll not tell you _all_ about it yet,
but when my plans are made, you shall come over here to the cottage,
and I'll tell you every detail.
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