The Ainslee stories . andthicket, as if he were sure of a woodchuck atleast; and wherever he went Ainslee and Sinnytrotted after, to see what he was doing, till, ifthey had been anything but boys, they wouldhave dropped down with weariness. By the side of a farm-house was a pond, andhere were sailing some goslings, while an oldgray gander and two or three white geese stoodon the edge overseeing them. Oh ! the dear little gooses ! said Ainslee ; lets catch one, Sinny. • The gander 11 run after you if you do, saidSinny. He wouldnt do such a thing, answeredAinslee. Hed be afraid. Ponto settled th

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The Ainslee stories . andthicket, as if he were sure of a woodchuck atleast; and wherever he went Ainslee and Sinnytrotted after, to see what he was doing, till, ifthey had been anything but boys, they wouldhave dropped down with weariness. By the side of a farm-house was a pond, andhere were sailing some goslings, while an oldgray gander and two or three white geese stoodon the edge overseeing them. Oh ! the dear little gooses ! said Ainslee ; lets catch one, Sinny. • The gander 11 run after you if you do, saidSinny. He wouldnt do such a thing, answeredAinslee. Hed be afraid. Ponto settled that question by jumping in sud-denly among the geese. The old gander stoodits ground, giving Ponto a nip with its bill thatsent him off howling ; then, seeming to thinkAinslee had something to do with it, turnedand ran toward him, hissing. Hell hit you a clip — run ! shouted Sinny;and they did run, never stopping till they foundthemselves on the grocery steps. My ! aint I hot ? said Sinny ; lets sit stilla minute.. Ilfll hit joii a dill, — run! shouted Siiiiiy. — Sue piige 106. AUGUST DAYS. 107 Over the way was a druggists, and looking in, Ainslee saw a soda-fountain and some brightbottles of sirups on the stand, while the chuggiststood behind in his shirt sleeves. Ho ! said he, theres soda-water. Papabuyed me some soda-water once. Lets getsome instead o candy. Whats it like ? said Sinny. Its sweet, and bity, and cold, too, saidAinslee ; come over and well get some. They crossed the street, and the druggist cameforward. I want two glasses of sweet soda-water, saidAinslee. Sarsaparilla or lemon ? said the druggist.Ainslee thought lemon sounded best, and so saidthat, and two foaming glasses were given them.Sinny coughed and spluttered, but at last drankhis down from a sense of duty; while Ainslee, who had finished his, stood watching him. Thenhe took out his three-cent bill, and Sinny his twopennies, and handed them over. This wont do, said the druggist. I wantfifteen cents