The Happy Adventurers

The Happy Adventurers

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THE HAPPY ADVENTURERS
[Illustration: YOU CALLED ME, SO I CAME]
The Happy Adventurers
BY
LYDIA MILLER MIDDLETON

To Alastair and Margaret
"I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you
How very little, since things were made, Things have altered in the
building trade." --Kipling.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER
I. HOW IT BEGAN II. THE BUILDERS, OR THE LITTLE HOUSE
III. THE FORTUNE-MAKERS, OR THE CHERRY-GARDEN IV.
THE TREASURE-HUNTERS, OR THE DUKE'S NOSE V. THE
GOLD-DIGGERS, OR THE MIRACLE VI. THE
GRAPE-GATHERERS, OR WHO WAS MR. SMITH? VII. THE
AERONAUTS, OR THE FATEFUL STONE VIII. HOW IT ENDED
ILLUSTRATIONS
"YOU CALLED ME, SO I CAME"
"I WISH I COULD MAKE SOMETHING THAT WOULD REACH
FROM HERE TO MY BROTHER"

GRIZZEL THREW IN A SMALL HANDFUL OF TEA
DICK STARTED VIOLENTLY
THEY STOOD AND WATCHED THE "KANGAROO" FOR SOME
TIME
THERE THEY WERE-OH, HOW MOLLY LONGED TO KEEP
THEM!

THE HAPPY ADVENTURERS

CHAPTER I
How it Began
"Dear, dear!" said Grannie, "woes cluster, as my mother used to say."
"Let us hope that this is the last woe, and that now the luck will turn,"
said Aunt Mary.
Mollie did not say anything. She had smiled the Guides' smile valiantly
through the worst of her misfortunes, but now she was so tired that she
felt nothing short of a hammer and two tacks could fasten that smile on
to her face any longer. So she closed her eyes and lay back on the
cushions, feeling that Fate had done its worst and that no more blows
were possible in the immediate future.
Grannie fetched an eiderdown and tucked it cosily round the patient,
who looked pale and chilly even on this fine warm day in June, while
Aunt Mary tidied away the remains of lotions and bandages left by the
doctor.
"The best thing now will be a little sleep," said Grannie, looking down
with kind old eyes at her granddaughter, "a little quiet sleep and then a
nice tea, with the first strawberries from the garden. I saw quite a
number of red ones this morning, and Susan shall give us some cream."
Mollie opened her eyes again and tried to look pleased, but even the

thought of strawberries and cream could not make her feel really happy
in her heart; for one thing, she still felt rather sick.
"That will be lovely," she said, as gratefully as she could, "and now I
think I will try to go to sleep, and perhaps forget things for a little
while--" and, in spite of all her efforts, a few tears insisted upon rolling
down her cheeks as she thought of home, and Mother's disappointment,
and the dull time that lay before her.
Mollie Gordon's home was in London, in the somewhat dull district of
North Kensington, where her father, Dr. Gordon, had a large but not
particularly lucrative practice, and her mother cheerfully made the best
of things from Monday morning till Sunday night. There were five
children: Mollie and her twin brother Dick; Jean, Billy, and Bob. They
lived in a large, ugly house, one of a long row of ugly houses in a dull
gardenless street, where the sidewalks were paved, and the plane trees
which bordered the road were stunted and dusty. In the near
neighbourhood ran a railway line, a car line, and four bus routes, so that
noise and dust were familiar elements in the Gordons' lives--so familiar,
indeed, that they