orses counts
two; and a horse without any wagon or carriage counts five. An
automobile counts ten; a herd of cows, fifteen; and a load of hay,
twenty. A cat in a window counts twenty-five, and people count five
apiece. Any animal, not a horse counts ten."

"But, as I am driving," said Cousin Jack, "I can turn either side, and
so make them count as I like."

"No, you must turn just as you would, anyway. Of course, as you turn to
the right, King and Cousin Ethel will count most of the vehicles we
pass; but we'll make up some other way. Oh, here's a flock of chickens!
I forgot to tell you, chickens count one each."

The motor seemed to go right through the flock of chickens, but Cousin
Jack was a careful driver and didn't harm one of them. There was a
terrific squawking and peeping and clucking as the absurd bipeds ran
about in an utterly bewildered manner. The children and Cousin Ethel
managed to count them fairly well, but Cousin Jack had to manage his
motor.

"How many?" he asked as the last hen was left behind.

"Fourteen for our side," announced Midget, triumphantly.

"And nine for us," said King. "Never mind, we'll make up later."

But they kept fairly even. To be sure, when they met motor-cars, or any
vehicles, they had to turn out to the right, which gave the count to
King's side.

But on the other hand, motors sometimes passed them from behind, and if
they went along on the right side they were Marjorie's count. Houses
were as apt to be on one side as the other, and these added their count
of dogs, cats, chickens, and cows, as well as occasional human beings.

Going through small towns was the most fun, for then it required quick
counting to get all that belonged to them.

A flock of birds on either side was counted, but a flock of birds that
crossed their path was omitted, as it would have counted the same for
each.

The game grew more and more exciting. Sometimes one side would be more
than a hundred ahead, and then the balance would swing back the other
way. About six o'clock they neared Lakewood.

"The game stops as we turn into the main street," said Cousin Jack,
"and the prize is this: whichever of you two children win shall select
the dessert at the hotel dinner to-night."

"All right," said Marjorie, "but it isn't only us children. We each have
a partner who must help us in the selection."

Cousin Jack agreed to this, and in a moment the car swung into the main
street of Lakewood.

Midg