"'I don't know. Have we got any?'
"'Why, didn't you put one in your pocket?' demanded Jack, in an indignant voice.
"'Jack! A hammer in my pocket! It wouldn't half go in. Just look!' And she turned inside out a small muslin triangle, and exhibited some crumbs, one raisin, and a pocket handkerchief far from clean.
"'Well, that's too bad!' cried Jack. 'She's forgotten every thing, Reggy,—the fish-hooks, the nails, the ball of string, the screw-driver, the—I don't believe she's even so much as brought a needle. Have you, Emmy?'
"'No: I didn't know we were coming, you see,' replied Emmy, in an apologizing tone.
"'Never mind,' said Reginald, good-naturedly, as Jack gave an indignant snort. 'Emmy ought to have remembered, of course, because she's the "Mother" of the party, and the one to bring the "miraculous bag." But to-morrow or next day there'll be sure to be a wreck, and lots of nice things come ashore, which
