room door with Aunt Polly, and then Mother Blossom waved them back.
"Auntie and I have a great deal to talk over," she said. "You run away and amuse yourselves till lunch time, like good little Blossoms."
"Wait till I give them what I've brought them," hastily interposed Aunt Polly. "Bobby, you open that black bag and the four parcels on top are for you children."
Bobby opened the bag and took out four packages neatly wrapped in paper and tied with cord.
"How'll we know which is which?" he asked.
"That's for you to find out," returned his aunt, giving him a kiss.
Mother Blossom sat down on the bed and began talking in a low tone to Aunt Polly and the four children raced downstairs and out to the garage to open their presents. They liked the garage because there was plenty of space to play in, where, indeed, they had four empty rooms above the first floor for their own uses.
This morning they rushed upstairs so fast that they never thought of Philip till, as they reached
