Flora and Fred Pretend

Chapter I A Play-time Tale

If you are lonesome and need a good friend,

Call on dear little, queer little Patty Pre¬ tend.

Patty Pretend was always making be¬ lieve from morning until night. If the day was rainy, she pretended that sh.e liked a rainy day. If she had to stay at home when she wanted to go out, she pre¬ tended that she liked to stay at home.

If she settled herself down in her lit¬ tle red rocking-chair to read and Mother Pretend wanted an errand done at the store that very minute, Patty Pretend would say to herself, “I really must pre¬ tend that I like to run errands for everybody whenever they call on my willing’ little feet.”

She was a very happy little girl, but one day, when there was a sunshiny shower, she sat down in Grandmother’s old Arm-Chair and said,

“I am very sorry to say it is true,

I haven’t a single thing to do.”

The old-fashioned flowers on the old-fashioned Chair said, to her surprise,

“Dressing up is very good fun;

By many children it is done.”

Patty Pretend then thought that the flounce on the old-fashioned Chair said,

“Wear the prettiest costume ever seen; Just pretend you’re a little Queen.”

“What fun!” exclaimed Patty Pretend.

She found Grandmother’s lace cap

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with the pretty red ribbon bows on it and Mother’s long red scarf. She found her own little party fan with the string of red beads upon it.

With the aid of a brush, comb, mirror and powder-puff jar, she made herself look very much like a little Queen, and had to put her hand to her mouth to keep from smiling as she looked in the mirror, for she was sure a real Queen ought to look proud. She had never seen a picture of a smiling Queen.

She knew that in Court it was the cus¬ tom to have a Jester, so she took Brother Bow-Wow and tied one of her yellow hair-ribbons round his neck.

He was such a good-natured fellow, he even let her tie a ribbon round his tail.

Patty Pretend put a string of beads around Brother Bow-Wow’s neck, tied him to one end of the sofa pillow and sang-,

“To be a Jester I’ll teach you how;

When asked a question, say ‘Bow- Wow.’ ”

Brother Bow-Wow sat still and looked very wise.

How they wished visitors might ar¬ rive.

The Geranium on the window-sill found a voice and said, “Grandma sat in that chair once long ago, dressed up just like you, just like you.”

The Geranium then talked in verse, as it continued,

“She sat in the big chair just like you, And then she had callers two and two; They were little people, as you suppose, But they wore funny grown-up clothes.

Once, when Grandma dear was napping, Visitors came tapping, tapping;

Two and two, two and two,

They’ll come calling to-day on YOU.”

At this very minute, Brother Bow-Wow lifted up his head. He listened, and Patty listened, and they heard a gentle rap-atap on the door.

Patty called,

“I have no messenger here to send;

‘Come in,’ calls little Patty Pretend.”

Two very jolly little people came in, saying,

“Let’s have a play-time never to end, Say your cousins, Flora and Freddy Pretend.”

Freddy handed a card to Patty on which was written their Play-Time names. They called themselves Prince and Princess Make-Believe.

The Prince wore an elegant stove-pipe hat, and royal red slippers which, in his haste to depart, he had slipped on over his sneakers.

He looked, however, very Princely, of course.

The Princess wore an old-fashioned bonnet with a new-fashioned blue ribbon upon it and a wonderful cape that trailed behind her on the floor.

She looked very much like a real Prin¬ cess, of course.

The Prince handed the Queen his card, also an invitation which read in this in¬ formal way,

“We invite you to our house for Thanks¬ giving Day,

Though Mother and Father will be away;

How we’ll get dinner we cannot say, But we’ll have a Thanksgiving Play.”

Patty Pretend forgot she was a Queen and jumped down from Grandmother’s old-fashioned Chair, and Brother Bow- Wow barked and leaped up in the air, and the visitors danced merrily, singing,

“Let’s give three cheers and a grand hurray

Let’s give three cheers for Thanksgiv¬ ing Day.”

After they had romped a while, the sun peeped through the clouds and said, in a sing-song kind of way,

“There is room, I do declare,

For three in Grandmother’s Arm- Chair.”

The children then sat down side by side in the old Arm-Chair, and Brother Bow-Wow jumped up on one arm of the

Chair and tore the yellow ribbon off his tail.

To the surprise of all, the old Arm- Chair began to talk.

The old Arm-Chair said, “Children al¬ ways like to pretend they are grown up and they like to wear grown-up clothes and put on grown-up manners, and grown people sometimes like to pretend they are young again.”

“I have seen a great many queer things in my day,” continued Grandmother’s old Arm-Chair. “I often sit in my corner and give advice to the foolish young Rocking- Chair who is never satisfied except when in motion. I give advice to all new-com¬ ers, for I am very old-fashioned in my ideas. I say to the Straight-Backed Chairs,

‘On the rounds children put their feet; That is not a habit polite or neat.

Chairs should be dusted each week, you know;

I hope you told the House-Maid so.’

“The High-Backed Chair listened to me very quietly but the frisky little Rock¬ ing Chair began to rock in the breeze and said,

‘I like to rock all day, of course;

I am a cousin of the Rocking-Horse.’

“I felt I must keep one eye on the frisky little Rocking-Chair so I never closed my eyes that night, and by and by, the Rock¬ ing-Chair rocked out the open window, and because it was lonesome for its cousin the Rocking-Horse, it rocked away, away, away. By daylight it rocked back again and had many merry tales to tell me.

“The frisky little Rocking-Chair had rocked into a home where a splendid Rocking-Horse stood, and together they rocked over hill and dale until they came to an Orphans’ Home where ninety-six children lived.

“My! what fun they had taking turns rocking those ninety-six children to sleep and singing ninety-six songs.

“I learned this song when the Rock¬ ing-Chair returned,

“ ‘Rocking, rocking, to and fro,

Very quiet keep,

Rocking, rocking to and fro,

Off to the Land of Sleep;

If you do not go to bed,

You will be a Sleepy-Head,

So, at least, I’ve heard said, Rocking to and fro!’ ”

Grandma’s old Arm-Chair continued, “I have lived so long in the Land of Make- Believe that I have learned many useful things.

“I have learned some things so very funny,

If it rains, I pretend that the day is sunny;

To be happy is worth much more than money,

I have learned some things so very funny.”

The children said, “You are the most wonderful old Arm-Chair in the world. We wish every chair in the world could talk.”

They sat side by side, ’till the day should end,

With dear little, queer little Patty Pre¬ tend,

Said the small jar that held the powder puff,

“Do children ever get play enough?”

Said the brush that lay on the old Arm- Chair,

“I am thankful you use me, I do declare.”

Said the mirror, “So many sights I’ve seen,

I am always happy when faces are CLEAN.”

Patty Pretend said, “Sometimes when I look in the mirror I imagine I can see a procession pass, and I wonder if this lit¬ tle mirror has a story to tell.”

The children sat still in the old Arm- Chair,

And into the mirror began to stare.

Soon they heard a merry voice sing, “Ha, ha, ha! I am the Looking-Glass Child. I have just as much fun as you do, for I make-believe you like to wash your face and hands and like to wear stifflystarched clothes, and like to smile when you are told to practice or go to bed. Ha, ha, ha! I like to make-believe that chil¬ dren like rainy days indoors, and I like to make-believe they are always happy and good.”

The children laughed and said, “Does every mirror have a Looking-Glass Child?”

To this, the mirror replied, as it re¬ flected their laughing faces,

“If you go to Fairyland just a minute, You’ll meet a mirror with a Fairy in it.”

You see this really did not answer their question at all.

Patty Pretend said to the Looking- Glass Child in the mirror, “Would you like to come to our Thanksgiving Play next week?”

The Looking-Glass Child faded away, Without another word to say;

But she really gave them to understand She’d like to come, by a wave of the hand.

Just then there came a gentle rapping, tapping, and Grandma peeped in the door.

In the twinkling of an eye Patty be¬ came a little Queen again and Freddy and Flora Pretend became the Prince and Princess Make-Believe, and Brother Bow- Wow became the Court Jester, and Grandma took their pictures just as you see them now.

“Our pictures all over the world we’ll send,”

Said dear little, queer little Patty Pre¬ tend.

Chapter 2 A Thanksgiving Play

Said Patty Pretend, “I’m off and away To make a visit on Thanksgiving Day; Thanksgiving comes, we all remember, In the bonnie month November;

I am happy and gay, I’m off and away To make a visit on Thanksgiving Day.”

Patty Pretend was very much excited one November day for she had an invita¬ tion to spend a week with her cousins, Flora and Freddy Pretend, and they were going to spend much of the week plan¬ ning for a Thanksgiving dinner.

Patty Pretend waved good bye to Grandma and started with a hop, and a skip, and a bound down the walk. She went singing merry little songs to her¬ self all the way.

Just as she had gotten well started, Grandma called,

“Patty dear, it is almost beyond belief, But you started without a handker¬ chief.”

Patty Pretend danced back and got a neat little white handkerchief. Then she started off again but she had not gone far when Grandma called,

“Your travelling bag you quite forgot, And you will need it, like as not.”

Patty Pretend laughed and showed her dimples and said, “Grandma, you are very patient with me. What will I forget next?”

She started off gayly with her neat handkerchief and her travelling bag and thought she was safely along the way when Grandma called,

“To be polite I know you try;

.Come back and kiss me in good-bye.”

Patty Pretend danced back and kissed dear Grandma on both cheeks and this time she went on her way, only stopping to wave her neat white handkerchief to Grandma at the corner.

When she reached her cousins’ home, she saw them all at the window with their noses flattened against the window-pane. Little Molly, nick-named “Me-Too,” a neighbor’s child, was with them, and they all set up a shout,

“A carriage we thought we’d have to send

For dear little, queer little Patty Pre¬ tend.”

They had waited so long and anxiously, they thought Patty might not be coming to visit them after all.

The children were very merry at the prospect of being left together to keep house, you may be sure.

Mother and Father Pretend rode away, saying,

“We hope you’ll be good, and happy, and

gay,

Though we’ll not be with you on Thanks¬ giving Day.”

“Don’t be too sure of that,” called the Whistling Wind, but no one paid the slightest attention, for we are so used to hearing the Wind complain.

Flora Pretend hugged Patty, and Freddy said,

“Here is the jolliest game we ever played; Come on, and join the apron brigade.”

They went to the kitchen drawer and took out large aprons, small aprons, mid¬ dle sized aprons, white aprons, colored aprons and every kind of apron you could imagine. They took out aprons to fit small people and large people and they were very merry fitting aprons on them¬ selves and on each other.

Patty was a wonderful little cook, so she took a good deal of time making a paper cap so she would look like a great cook; then she got out the dishes and rolling pin and set everybody to work.

There was magic in the kitchen and everything began to talk.

Said the jolly old Wooden Table,

“To cook some things you’re surely able.”

The children looked up rules for cook¬ ing and said, “We will make a pie and make a cake, and Little Me-Too can help stir the frosting.”

They were just ready to begin when the Rolling Pin nearly rolled off the table.

Said the talkative Rolling Pin,

“WASH YOUR HANDS BEFORE YOU BEGIN!”

Soon the children all had clean hands and they really and truly began to cook for Thanksgiving Day.

As Patty Pretend made the crust for her pie she said,

“To make the nicest kind of pie I really, truly now will try;

A heaping cup of flour I take,

Measure it—make no mistake;

To remember is often hard,—

Take a heaping teaspoon of lard,

If I fail it will be my fault;

Add a pinch of soda and pinch of salt, Add water and with a knife then mix it, In a hot oven I soon will fix it;

I always roll my crust out thin With a very willing rolling pin.”

“Don’t forget the apples,” shouted Flora, and Freddy said, “Do put cinna¬ mon and sugar on them.”

Patty Pretend put her crust on her well-greased pan and put in the nicely sliced apples; then she rolled out her top pie crust and pricked holes in it with her fork.

She put the top crust on her pie and pricked all round the edges neatly with her fork.

The pie looked good enough to eat be¬ fore it went into the oven.

That day the children made two apple pies and a fine cake.

Freddy said,

“I hope the pie will quickly bake;

Come on, let’s make a great big cake.”

Patty told him how to mix a cake by a rule her Grandmother had taught her.

Flora made the frosting and said,

“I know how to frost a cake;

In this I never make mistake.”

Little Me-Too had a tiny bowl of frost¬ ing, also, for she always wanted to be do¬ ing something, but she was so little she spent most of her time tasting it. You see, she really did not know how to work yet.

Just then Patty began to laugh, and Freddy began to laugh, and Flora and Little Me-Too began to laugh, for Freddy was stirring his cake so hard that it spilled over on the table and on the floor so

Mrs. Meow, the jolly old cat,

Made a very good meal of that.

The children had such a jolly time cooking that day and the next, and next, and all the time it grew nearer and nearer Thanksgiving Day and they made great plans for a Thanksgiving dinner, of course.

They made a mince pie so it would keep nicely and a fruit cake so it would keep a while, and

Said the pumpkin, with a sigh,

“I hope you’ll turn me into a pie.”

Finally Thanksgiving Day dawned clear and bright.

Said the vegetables in the basket,

“Prepare us now before we ask it.”

There were so many kinds of vege¬ tables on hand you could not count them all.

What a wonderful dinner they planned!

What a wonderful table they set!

Polly Pretend said, “I will just set a plate for Grandmother, for I want to pre¬ tend she is here.”

Flora and Freddy said, “Let us set plates, too, for Father and Mother Pre¬ tend, and Little Me-Too thought of her Grandmother and set another plate, say¬ ing, “Me-Too.”

Just for the fun of it, they set four extra plates on the table and everything was ready for a wonderful dinner.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, and without any warning, whatever, Patty cried, “We forgot something.”

The other children exclaimed, “What? Where? Why? When? Tell us about it!”

Patty Pretend laughed and said,

“How can we have dinner, tell me, pray, Without a turkey on Thanksgiving Day?”

The children then looked as solemn as owls.

Said the plate upon the shelf,

“I could have suggested that myself.”

Said the next plate, “You make a great noise

For only Make-Believe girls and boys.”

Said the pitcher, “It may come out well On Thanksgiving Day, we cannot tell.”

The Whistling Wind blew a gust and rattled the doors and windows and “tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,” rang the little door bell.

When the door was opened, there stood Grandmother Pretend and Grandmother Me-Too, and Father and Mother Pretend. They all looked as big as life and twice as natural.

They had baskets of good things and a fine roasted turkey.

They came unexpectedly, of course.

They praised the jolly little cooks and all shook hands all round and all sat down and had a fine feast that Thanksgiving Day.

Father and Mother Pretend had been to a city where they do things differently and often give you a surprise.

They brought home four turkey¬ shaped candy-boxes and gave them to the four happy-hearted children who liked to play Make-Believe.

There were turkey bones left for Mrs. Meow and baskets and baskets full of good things to spare.

Mother Pretend said,

“Put your wraps on in a trice,

And I will tell you something nice.”

The children put on their coats, and overshoes, and rubbers and mittens, and

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baskets and sent the children

Over the hills and far away,

To help others keep Thanksgiving Day;

They found a widow who lived alone,

And took her a basket, the finest one.

They found a family, it is true,

Quite like the Old Woman Who Lived In A Shoe;

They found a Crooked Man, let me ex¬ plain,

Who lived alone in Primrose Lane.

And they found a wee boy who couldn’t walk,

So they stopped and had a merry talk;

Then hippety-hop, they went off and away,

Shouting, “Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day”!

CHAPTER 3 A SCHOOL-DAY PLAY On Saturday falls April Fool

Then why not play at going to school?

One Saturday, the First of April, Flora and Freddy Pretend woke with scowling faces, for the rain fell “patter, patter” on the roof and they could not think of any¬ thing to play in the rain. They said,

“We really do not know what to play,

Upon such a rainy Saturday.”

Just then Patty Pretend came knock¬ ing at the door, for she got up bright and early even on Saturday.

She had with her two little children, Gertie Grumble, and Molly who was called by the nick-name of Little Me- Too.

Patty Pretend said,

“There is some fun, as a rule,

In just playing going to school.”

Father Pretend, who was the school janitor, said, “I will give you my key and you can really, truly go to school to-day, if you like.

You can start ahead of me;

Here’s the big, long, shining key.”

“Hurrah, hurrah!” cried the children.

They started to school as happy as happy could be.

Patty Pretend said she would be the teacher, so she stopped to borrow a real grown-up skirt and a high-backed shellcomb from Mother Pretend.

Patty Pretend made a fine little teacher.

She gave the children their seats and books and slates, and Gertie Grumble said,

“I think this is an April Fool;

I never find any fun in school.”

Patty Pretend handed her a primer with a wonderful drawing of a cat in it and let her copy the picture on the black¬ board, as well as the word “Cat.”

She was so happy that she forgot to grumble for all of sixteen minutes!

Freddy drew whatever he pleased on his slate.

Little Me-Too upset the ink and tore a copy book and had to have a Make-Be¬ lieve spanking before Flora Pretend could be heard reading from a red-cov¬ ered story book.

By and by, when all were quiet, she read an April Fool Story.

“Once upon a time April Fool’s Day came on Monday.

At six o’clock in the morning 1 the School Bell said,

“I’ll play a joke, the very thing 1 ,

I simply will refuse to ring.”

The School Bell said he saw no harm in playing a joke once a year.

“I will play a joke, too, tick, took,”

Said the reliable School-Room Clock.

The School-Room Clock ran slower, and slower and finally stopped. It said it had no vacation for nearly a year.

The Waste Basket then said, “Alas!

When called I will forget to pass.”

The Waste Basket complained that he was usually so full that his sides ached.

The Erasers, too, then hurried to say, “We’ll not clean the boards this April Day.”

My! What a strange school day that was!

Some children were late to school be¬ cause they did not hear the bell ring, and some children did not come at all.

Some classes were too long and some too short because the Clock was not run¬ ning!

The Waste Basket and Erasers were so independent that the children did not know what to make of it and said,

“This is such a funny day in school, Because you know it is April Fool.”

Then a great big man came and fixed the School Bell, and a little wee man came and fixed the School-Room Clock, and the Waste Basket began to pass and the Erasers began to erase and the Clock said,

“Tick, tick, toek, you know it’s true, Every one has work to do,

So, keep a happy, pleasant face,

Each one working in his place.”

The old School Bell said,

“My heart is light as any bubble,

I really meant to cause no trouble.”

The teacher said she was glad that April Fool’s Day came only once a year, and the children laughed merrily.”

The children might have played school all day but Patty Pretend said, “I wonder if the Mouse in Mother Goose Land ever ran up this Clock, or if there is a Fairy in the School-Room Clock?”

There was a Fairy in the Clock, Singing softly, “tick, tick, tock;

A useful joke why don’t you play? For April Fool is here today.”

Freddy Pretend was so surprised that he rolled right out of his seat and upset the geography and dictionary and sing¬ ing book on which he was sitting.

To his surprise the Geography stood up and said,

“Name all the State capitals you can,

If you ever expect to be a man.”

The Dictionary asked him to spell a whole page of words and the Singing Book required him to sing a song.

Flora Pretend was so surprised to hear the voice of a real Fairy in the Clock that she dropped the red-covered story book out of which she had been reading, and Gertie Grumble smiled and said, “The

Clock must make a pleasant little home for a Fairy.”

Little Me-Too cried, “Say it again, say it again.”

The Fairy now only sang “Tick, tick, tock,” as the minutes ticked away.

Patty Pretend said, “Let us sweep and dust this room and clean the erasers and put everything to rights as a fine sur¬ prise and April Fool joke on Father Pre¬ tend.”

The children were as busy as bees.

They always really tried to please.

The room was soon as neat as a pin and they were ready for lunch.

As they looked at their lunch basket they all cried, “Hush, be still! There is another April Fool joke.”

The children spread newspapers on the desks and had a wonderful lunch.

When Patty bit into an apple she said, “Oh!”

When Freddy bit into an apple he said, “Oh my!”

All the children’s eyes got so big they looked like door knobs, and what do you suppose had happened?

The round, rosy, red things in the bas¬ ket were not apples at all. They were round, rosy, red candy boxes, a fine sur¬ prise and April Fool joke from Mother Pretend.

The children had jolly fun all that rainy Saturday and said,

“We can have fun in the rain,

If we play indoors again.”

Freddy Pretend was teacher after lunch and made the children draw all kinds of animals on the blackboard.

Flora Pretend made them spell down, and Gertie Grumble suggested an April Fool Game.

Little Me-Too wore a paper Fool’s Cap and skipped outside a circle they formed. They all sang to the tune of “Lightly Row,” as they skipped round and round,

“April Fool, April Fool,

Brings some jokes now as a rule;

April Fool, April Fool Comes in every school.

To be good we all should try, While the time is passing by;

April Fool, April Fool Comes in every school.”

Just as Little Me-Too dropped the Fool’s Cap behind Freddy Pretend, and just as they were going to change places, Father Pretend looked in and saw every¬ thing in order in the room. He said,

“I see clean desks and a very clean floor, Will you ride home in a coach-andfour?”

How the children laughed, for they were sure that Father Pretend was playing a joke on them and they knew he had no coach-and-four.

Imagine their surprise to see at the door four workmen with four wheelbar¬ rows, who tucked them in and wheeled them home in the twinkling of an eye.

The happy children said over and over again,

“We want to play school another day; We wish April Fool would come to stay.

Our hearts are happy and light and gay; We want to play school another day; We’ll all away, we’ll all away,

And meet again some time in May.”

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Chapter 4 A May-day Garden Play

Said Patty dear, “I’m going to send For my cousins, Flora and Freddy Pre¬ tend.”

It was spring time, and garden time, and planting time and growing time and everything was happy, happy, happy.

Patty sat down at her own little writ¬ ing desk and wrote an invitation to her cousins to come and spend Saturday with her and help her plant her garden. The children were only too happy to come, you may be sure.

Patty wore a little suit of blue over-alls and looked like a real boy.

Flora wore her little red calico dress and red sun-bonnet and white apron.

Freddy wore his striped trousers and old velvet jacket and straw hat.

Brother Bow-Wow had once taken a bite out of Freddy’s straw hat in play.

The children went to the old shed, sing¬ ing,

“We need tools for garden days,

We need a trowel for work-day plays, We’ll get a shovel and sprinkler too, For we have really much work to do; And we think, as like as not,

We’ll transplant flowers from each pot; The Darling Dolls and Teddy Bear We’ll take out, for they need the air.”

Patty had been raising bulbs all winter.

Now, she took a daffodil from one of the pots and transplanted it into the ground.

Freddy helped her transplant gera¬ niums and foliage plants, and Flora clap¬ ped her hands and sang,

“Yellow dandelions on the ground, Here are the very first I’ve found;

Let’s pick the dandelions gay,

And make a pretty spring bouquet.”

The children stopped and picked a wonderful bouquet of dandelions, and Mother Pretend called,

“You are picking dandelions gay; What will gentle South Wind say?”

Father Pretend said, “I will tell you a story about the dandelion. ‘Once upon a time the South Wind saw a lovely girl in the meadow. She had streaming golden hair and every day she became more beautiful. One fall day he looked for the girl and saw that North Wind had touched her and her golden hair had all turned white.

The South Wind sighed so deeply people said, “How hard the wind blows.” The wind blew and blew until it blew the girl’s white hair away.

Many dandelions came next spring but in the fall they all turned white and every one cried, ‘See the dandelion fuzz.’ ”

The children asked, “Does the daffodil, also, have a story to tell?”

Father Pretend had to go to work, so he had no more time for story-telling that day, but Mother Pretend said, “I will tell you a story about Little Lady Daffo¬ dil. ‘Once upon a time a little girl loved the woods so well she wanted to stay out doors all the time. She wore a green dress and yellow sun-bonnet. When she was caned in to meals or to go to bed, she always said, “Do let me stay out a little longer.”

One day a fairy waved a wand over her, and her dress changed into green leaves and her sun-bonnet became a yellow flower and she stayed in the woods as Little Lady Daffodil.’ ”