ho had seen what was going on,
cried:

"I want to swing, too! I want to swing!"

"I'll take you on my lap," offered Janet, and this she did.

"I'll push you," offered Teddy, and he gave his sister and his baby
brother a long push in the grapevine swing.

But, just as they were going nicely and Trouble was laughing in delight,
there was a sudden cracking sound and Janet cried:

"Oh, I'm falling! I'm falling! The swing is coming down!"

And that is just what happened.

CHAPTER XI

TROUBLE MAKES A CAKE

With a crackle and a snap the grapevine swing sagged down on one side.
Janet tried to hold Trouble in her arms, but he slipped from her lap,
just as she slipped off the piece of carpet which Ted had folded for the
seat of the swing. Then Janet toppled down as the vine broke, and she
and her little brother came together in a heap on the ground.

"Oh!" exclaimed Ted. "Are you hurt?"

Neither Jan nor Trouble answered him for a moment. Then Baby William
began to cry. Jan lay still on the ground for a second or two, and then
she jumped up with a laugh.

"I'm not hurt a bit!" she said. "I fell right in a pile of leaves, and
it was like jouncing up and down in the hay."

"What's the matter with Trouble?" asked Ted.

Baby William kept on crying.

"Never mind!" put in Jan. "Sister'll kiss it and make it all better!
Where is you hurt, Trouble dear?"

The little fellow stopped crying and looked up at Jan, his eyes filled
with tears.

"My posy-tree is hurted," he said, holding a broken flower out to his
sister. "Swing broked my posy-tree!"

Trouble called any weed, flower or bunch of grass he happened to pick a
"posy-tree."

"Oh, I guess he isn't hurt," remarked Teddy. "If it's only a broken
posy-tree I'll get you another," he said kindly. "Are you all right,
Trouble? Can you stand up?" for he feared, after all, lest Baby
William's legs might have been hurt, since they were doubled up under
him.

Trouble showed he was all right by getting up and walking about. He had
stopped crying, and Ted and Jan could see that he, too, had fallen on a
pile of soft leaves near the swing, so he was only "jiggled up," as Jan
called it.

One side of the grapevine swing had torn loose from the tree, and thus
it had come down with Jan and Trouble.

"I guess it wasn't strong enough for two," said Ted. "Maybe I can find
another grapevine."

"I'd like a rope swing better," Janet said. "Then it wouldn't tumble
down."