"I know what let's do," said Jan, when she and her brother had sat
on the porch for some time, listening to the talk of the older folks,
and feeling very happy that they were at Uncle Frank's ranch, where,
they felt sure, they could have such good times.
"What can we do?" asked Teddy. Very often he let Jan plan some fun,
and I might say that she got into trouble doing this as many times as
her brother did. Jan was a regular boy, in some things. But then I
suppose any girl is who has two nice brothers, even if one is little
enough to be called "Baby."
"Let's go and take a walk," suggested Jan. "My legs feel funny yet
from ridin' in the cars so much."
"Ri-_ding_!" yelled Teddy gleefully. "That's the time you forgot your
g, Janet."
"Yes, I did," admitted the little girl. "But there's so much to look
at here that it's easy to forget. My forgetter works easier than
yours does, Ted."
"It does not!"
"It does, too!"
"It does not!"
"I--say--it--does!" and Janet was very positive.
"Now, now, children!" chided their mother. "That isn't nice. What
are you disputing about now?"
"Jan says her forgetter's better'n mine!" cried Ted.
"And it is," insisted Janet. "I can forget lots easier than Ted."
"Well, forgetting isn't a very good thing to do," said Mr. Martin.
"Remembering is better."
"Oh, that's what I meant!" said Jan. "I thought it was a forgetter.
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