He proved
to be a bright, cheery boy, full of fun, and wit, and soon the other
boys and girls felt as if they had always known him.
Uncle John wore a costume that had belonged to his great, great uncle,
and he looked very handsome in it. He made them all laugh by saying
that he wished that his ancestor had been just a wee bit larger, because
then the suit would have been somewhat easier, instead of such a _close
fit_.
But while he seemed pleased with all of his new friends, it was Rose
Atherton whom Walter liked best of all.
"And now," said Aunt Judith, "I've tried to make this party a truly
old-fashioned one, and what do you say to playing some very
old-fashioned games?"
"Oh, yes, yes!" they cried. "What shall we play first?"
"Blind Man's Buff," cried Uncle John, "and I'll blind first. Here,
Rose! Tie this handkerchief over my eyes!"
Rose tied the handkerchief, and then the fun began.
"He's peeking!" cried Walter, "so he can be sure to catch Rose."
"I'm not peeking. Honest _Injun_!" declared Uncle John, exactly as he
had heard the boys say it.
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