"Didn't Jerry look funny?" snickered Sunny Boy. "I wonder what made me
pin the donkey's tail on him."

"Where do you think you're going so fast?" cried Jerry, stepping out
from behind a barrel where he had been hiding.

"Hello!" said Sunny Boy, surprised to see him. "I'm going home. The
party is all done. You missed it--we had two kinds of ice cream."

"I hope you're happy, spoiling my afternoon and making everybody laugh
at me," scolded Jerry Mullet. "You're a nice kind of boy. Do you know
what I'm going to do to you?"

"No, I don't," said Sunny Boy, trying to walk past him. "Let me be. I
told my mother I'd come home and not stop to play on the way."

"This isn't playing," growled Jerry disagreeably. "You can't go till I
say you can. Are you sorry you made everybody laugh at me?"

"I told you I was sorry I pinned the tail on you," answered Sunny Boy.
"I can't help it if they did laugh. And you did look funny."

"Well, you think so now, but you won't long," Jerry said. "I'm going
to wash your face in that snow and then you'll look funny yourself."

He pointed to some dirty snow that was banked in the gutter.

"You let me alone," cried Sunny Boy, trying to run past Jerry. "I
won't let you wash my face. Go away, Jerry Mullet!"