Sunny Boy wrote on a little white card, "Many Happy Returns of the Day
from Sunny Boy to Oliver," and this was tied on the outside of the
package.

The next day was Oliver's birthday. It happened to be a Saturday.
Miss Davis said this was lucky, or she didn't know what might have
happened in school. She said no one could expect children who were
going to a party in the afternoon to be very much interested in
learning to spell and write in the morning.

The party was to be from two to five o'clock, and Sunny Boy, in his
best white flannel suit, and carrying Oliver's present under his arm,
started about quarter of two for the birthday boy's house.

At the same time the door of the Bakers' house opened.

"Going to the party?" called Nelson, running down the steps of his
house, followed by Ruth. "What did you get for Oliver?"

Sunny Boy told him. Nelson said he had a story book to give Oliver.
Ruth had a little silver pencil, she said. Sunny Boy thought that Ruth
looked very pretty, dressed all in white from her white rubbers to her
white fur hat. She didn't complain about her feet being cold, either.
But that may have been because Oliver did not live very far away.

There were about twenty children at the party, when all the guests had
arrived. Mrs. Dunlap and Oliver shook hands with each, and the boys
put their hats and coats in Oliver's room while the little girls put
theirs in his mother's. Sunny Boy knew nearly all the children except
one, a boy who seemed older than any of the others and who, whenever he