"Kit's pretty clever at writing rhymes, but King and I can't do it much.

We make up songs sometimes, but Kitty makes the best ones." "I wish I could do it," said Ruth; "but I couldn't write a rhyming thing at all." "Well, that's all there is in _The Jolly Sandboy_ this week," said King.
"I didn't write any myself, and the things you others gave me, I've saved for next week.

Now, shall we go and celebrate Pocahontas' birthday ?" "Is it really her birthday ?" asked Ruth.
"No, we're just pretending it is.

But you see, poor Poky never had her birthday celebrated; I mean,--not legally, like Washington,--so we're going to give her a chance." The Sand Club trooped up to the house, and found Cousin Jack waiting for them.

He was a little surprised to see Hester, but he greeted her pleasantly, and Hester looked so meek and mild, one would hardly believe she had a high temper at all.