isn't far to that funny Mr. Lagg's store, let's stop and"
"Get some candy and poetry," finished Amy, with a laugh.
"I was going to say hairpins, as I need them," spoke Grace, with a dignity that soon vanished, "but since you suggested chocolates, I'll get them as well."
They found Mr. Lagg smiling as usual.
"This fine and beautiful sunny day,
What will you have—oats or hay?"
Thus he greeted the girls, who laughingly declined anything in the line of fodder.
"Unless you could put some out as a bait for our horse Prince," spoke Grace. "It's the queerest thing where he can have gone."
"It is strange," admitted the genial storekeeper, who had heard the story from Will. "But if I hear of him I'll let you know. And, now what can I do for you?
"I've razors, soap and perfume rare,
To scent the balmy summer air,"
He bowed to the girls in turn.
"How about chewing gum?" asked Betty.
