(DAN, AGGRIEVED:--"Well, I'd never heard of porpoises and it
sounded like something that grew. But you needn't have gone and
put it in the paper."
FELIX:--"It isn't any worse than the things you put in about me
that I never asked at all."
CECILY, SOOTHINGLY:--"Oh, well, boys, it's all in fun, and I think
Our Magazine is perfectly elegant."
FELICITY, FAILING TO SEE THE STORY GIRL AND BEVERLEY EXCHANGING
WINKS BEHIND HER BACK:--"It certainly is, though SOME PEOPLE were
so opposed to starting it.")
What harmless, happy fooling it all was! How we laughed as we read
and listened and devoured apples! Blow high, blow low, no wind can
ever quench the ruddy glow of that faraway winter night in our
memories. And though Our Magazine never made much of a stir in
the world, or was the means of hatching any genius, it continued
to be capital fun for us throughout the year.
CHAPTER VI
GREAT-AUNT ELIZA'S VISIT
It was a diamond winter day in February--clear, cold, hard,
brilliant. The sharp blue sky shone, the white fields and hills
glittered, the fringe of icicles around the eaves of Uncle Alec's
house sparkled. Keen was the frost and crisp the snow over our
world; and we young fry of the King households were all agog to
enjoy life--for was it not Saturday, and were we not left all
alone to keep house?
Aunt Janet and Aunt Olivia had had their last big "kill" of market
poultry the day before; and early in the morning all our grown-ups
set forth to Charlottetown, to be gone the whole day.
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