"Oh! Gurr-r-r-r! Ugh! Say, you 'most choked me!" spluttered Ted, as
he sat up and chewed the chocolate.
"Oh, I didn't mean to," said Janet as she ate a pill or two herself.
"Now you lie down and go to sleep, 'cause I've got a lot more sick
soldiers to go to see."
"Don't give 'em any of my chocolate pills," cautioned Ted. "I need
'em all to make me get better."
"I'll only make-believe give them some," promised Janet.
She and her brother played this game for a while, and Teddy liked it
--as long as the chocolate pills were given him. But when Janet had
only a few left and Teddy was about to say he was tired of lying
down, someone came into the playroom and a voice asked:
"What you doin'?"
"Playing soldier," answered Janet. "You mustn't drop your 'g'
letters, Trouble. Mother doesn't like it."
"I want some chocolate," announced the little boy, whose real name
was William Martin, but who was more often called Trouble--because he
got in so much of it, you know.
"There's only one pill left. Can I give it to him, Ted?" asked Janet.
"Yes, Janet. I've had enough. Anyhow, I know something else to play
now. It's lots of fun!"
"What?" asked Janet eagerly. It was still raining hard and she
wanted her brother to stay in the house with her.
"We'll play horse," went on Ted. "I'll be a bucking bronco like
those Uncle Frank told us about on his ranch.
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