ot so ragged or dirty now. Their faces and hands were quite clean,
and some of them had on better clothes.

"I made 'em slick up, all I could," said the big girl, who said her name
was Maggie Walsh. "Is the party all ready?"

"Yes," answered Sue, who with Bunny, had been waiting down in the hall
for the "company."

Into the elevator the poor children piled, and soon they were up in Aunt
Lu's nice rooms. The place was so nice, with its satin and plush chairs,
that the children were almost afraid to sit down. But Aunt Lu, and Mrs.
Brown soon made them feel at home, and when the cake, ice-cream, and
other good things, were brought in, why, the children acted just like
any others that Bunny and Sue had played with.

"Say, it's _real_ ice-cream all right!" whispered one boy to Maggie
Walsh. "It's de real stuff!"

"Course it is!" exclaimed the big girl. "Didn't she say it was goin' to
be real!" and she nodded at Sue.

"I t'ought maybe it were jest a joke," said the boy.

Aunt Lu had not had much time to get ready for Sue's sudden little
party, but it was a nice one for all that. There were plenty of good
things to eat, which, after all, does much to make a party nice. Then,
too, there was a little present for each of the children. And as they
went home with their toys, pleased and happy, there was a smile on every
face.

They had had more good things to eat than they had ever dreamed of, they
had played games and they had had the best time in their lives, so they
said. Over and over again they thanked Sue and her mother and Aunt Lu,
and Bunny--even Henry, the elevator boy.

"We'll come a'gin whenever you has a party," whispered a little
red-haired girl, to Sue, as she said good-bye.

"And youse kin come to our make-believe parties whenever you want," said
the big girl.

"Thanks." Sue waved her hands to the children as they went down the
street. She had given them a happy time.

For a few days after Sue's party she and Bunny did not do much except
play around Aunt Lu's house, for there came several days of rain. The
weather was getting colder now, for it was fall, and would soon be
winter.

"But I like winter!" said Bunny. "'Cause we can slide down hill. Are
there any hills around here, Aunt Lu?"

"Well, not many. Perhaps you might slide in Central Park. We'll see when
snow comes."

One clear, cool November day Bunny and Sue were taken to Central Park by
Wopsie. They had been promised a ride in a pony cart,