“Is your mamma in?” asked the lady, as she looked to see if her earrings were dingle-dangling.

“Yes,” replied Curly Tail, “she is.  Would you like to see her?”

“Indeed, I would!” exclaimed the lady, as she blinked her two eyes and laughed in a jolly fashion.

“But she is lying down,” explained Flop Ear, “so if you want to sell her some new kind of soap to make our faces clean or some baking powder that will puff a cake up like a balloon, I don’t believe she wants any.”

“Bless your dear little pink noses!” exclaimed the lady.  “I’m not selling anything.  I just came to ask your mamma if you could come to my party.”

“A party?” cried Curly Tail.  “Are you getting up a party for us?”

“For all the animal children,” explained the lady, whose name was Sadie.  “I want you all to come to my dinner party and have a good time.  It’s going to be away up in Montclair.”

“Oh, I guess we can come,” spoke Flop Ear.  “Are you going to have ice cream?”

“Yes, ice cream,” replied the Sadie lady, “and all sorts of good things.  Uncle Wiggily will be there, and all your friends, so I wanted to ask your mamma if you could come.”

“Of course we can!” cried Curly Tail.  “We’ll be there!”

“Very good,” replied the lady whose name was Sadie.  “Then I shall expect you,” and off she hurried to invite some other animal children, her long earrings going dingle-dangle as she walked along, and the rose in her hair falling over sideways.

You see, Curly Tail and Flop Ear had come back from Raccoon Island at Lake Hopatcong, where they went to visit Uncle Wiggily Longears, the old gentleman rabbit, while a new roof was being put on their school in place of the one that had blown off.  The piggie boys had now been back for some little time, and in a few days school would open again.

“But, before it does, we’ll go to the lady’s dinner party,” said Curly Tail, as he combed out the bristles on his back to make them look like a paint brush.

“Indeed we will!” exclaimed his brother, and then they heard their mamma stirring about in the house, so they knew she was awake.

“Let’s go ask her!” suggested Curly Tail, and in they ran to tell about the Sadie lady asking them to the party.

Their mamma said they might go, and they felt so happy that they even let their little sister, Baby Pinky, play football with them.  And it would have been all right, except that when Flop Ear kicked the ball to Pinky, she couldn’t get hold of it in time, and it flew up and broke Grandpa Squealer’s window.  But he said he didn’t mind.

Well, in a few nights, it was time for the dinner party, and Curly Tail and Flop Ear dressed in their best, with their velvet hats on their heads, started for the high part of Montclair where the Sadie lady lived.

And Oh!  How nice the house looked when they got there.  It was all lighted up, and there were paper roses on the piano, for it was too late for real ones, and the table was all set with nice dishes and things to eat, and all of the piggie boys’ friends were there, from Sammie and Susie Littletail, to Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman.