came a small basket, wrapped in a brown paper and sealed up. Ham tore the covering from the basket and out dropped—two lemons! On one was a bit of paper labeled Ham and on the other a paper marked Carl.
"Oh, just let me catch the fellow who played this trick!" roared Ham, dancing around in his rage. "Won't I just fix him! Won't I though!"
"Ain't you going to set off them fireworks?" called a boy from the fence.
"Don't believe they've got any to set off," said another.
"It's a shame to keep us waiting here," put in a third.
"You shut up, all of you!" cried Carl, who was as angry as Ham. "We'll set off the fireworks when we choose. Oh, if this isn't the limit!" he murmured.
With no fireworks worth mentioning, the proposed celebration could not come off, and everybody was bitterly disappointed. The crowd outside the fence began to jeer, and some small boys threw lumps of soft mud at Ham and Carl. Then Mr. Dudder got angry and ordered everybody off, and took his guests into the mansion. Ham and Carl were so chagrined they knew not what to do.
