you suppose she wants to do? Show 'em how she can stand on her head!"
"They like to have me," said Sara. "Mud gives me a piece of chewing gum for showing him how."
"I don't like to see you," her brother responded; "you look like a fool; and when you've done it you look like this."
He put his head on one side and mimicked his sister's engaging smile. "Besides, I don't know any girl who stands on her head."
"You taught me," screeched Sara.
"I know I did, but did I know you'd be doing it all the time if I taught you? Pretty soon they'll call her a tomboy!" he exclaimed to his mother.
