He bowed to
the three guests and smilingly took the chair his wife placed for him
at the table.
While Mrs. Brewster poured his coffee, she remarked: "This is Polly's
and Anne's idea. Isn't it sensible--and much pleasanter than in the
stuffy kitchen?"
He nodded approval and Polly felt satisfied. Then as her father sipped
his fragrant coffee, she said: "Anne was just saying that I ought to
show them the Rainbow Cliffs after breakfast."
"It's so clear to-day Ah wouldn't be surprised but what you-all will
see Pagoda Peak and Grizzly Slide from the Cliffs, Polly," added Mr.
Brewster.
"If we can, they'll like it; it's a wonderful sight, Anne, with the sun
shining on the snow-capped crests," explained Polly.
"And then you can take them over there some day, Polly. A good lunch
can be packed into Choko's panniers, and with sure-footed horses the
ride will be most delightful," added Mrs. Brewster.
"Maw, you can go, too. You agreed to take things easy, you know,"
reminded her husband.
"Oh, Sam! Riding over the Flat Top Mountains would be the hardest work
for me, these days!" laughed Mrs. Brewster.
"Pshaw now! You used to ride better than any cow-boy in these parts,
and you can't tell me those days are past," argued Mr. Brewster,
dropping the habit of using western terms in his eagerness.
"I've heard of Mrs. Brewster's famous riding," now chimed in Anne.
"She can ride better'n Pa--Father, or any one I ever saw!" Polly
maintained.
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