"No wonder! You are blowing down your straw. Pull up on it, just as if you were whistling backwards," said Mollie.
"Whistling backwards is a distinctly new way of expressing it," commented Frank.
"I dot it!" cried the tot, as the level of his glass began to fall under his efforts—successful this time.
Then, having finished that, he fixed his big eyes on Mr. Lagg, and demanded:
"Oo dot any tandy?"
"Candy!" cried the eccentric store keeper. "Ha, I have a couplet about that."
"If you would feel both fine and dandy,
Just buy a pound of Lagg's best candy!"
"That is irresistible!" exclaimed Will "Trot out a pound of the most select."
"With pleasure," said Mr. Lagg.
Merrily the young people wandered about the store, the girls buying some notions and trinkets they thought they would need on the trip, for Mr. Lagg did a general business.
"What are all you folks doing around here?" asked the storekeeper, when he had waited on some other customers.
"Getting in practice for a cruise," answered
