The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-11-25


noisy chatter. the tallest girl said:
Don't look around, but yonder comes
Addie Lister. 1t is nearly half an hour
before the school-bell will ring; shall
we wait for her? There, she's waving
! her hand for u.s. OF course must pre-
tend not to see her until you decide
| what to do
Lets hurry in." said one of the
others. We'll get our things off be.
fore she comes, then we'll 60 down to
Miss Patterson's room and stay until
the bell rings. She'll never think OF
looking there for u.s.
They futtercd up the steps like q
| flock of frightened birds, and when, a
few moments later. Addie Lister en-
tered the dressing-room, she found il
deserted. The well-known hats and
wraps on their accustomed hooks, how
ever, told of the recent presence of her
schoolnates.
ut is very strange" she thought,
where those girls have gone. It does
seem as if Mlhcent Gray must have
seen me when waved my hand; yet
had NO sooner done it than they fairly
scrambled up the steps. 1t almost
looks as if they are trying to run away
from me, and it isn't the first time they
have acted that way, either. It is very
plain they don't like me. wonder
why it Is? 1 am always kind and pleas
ant to them. l give them fruit and
flowers and help them with their los
sons-whenever they will let me-"
She had by this time reached the
schoclroom door. She at once discov-
cred that, though her classmates were
not there, ono of the teachers was tell
ing another one Of some prizes offered
for the best poems on certain subjects.
Without . moments hesitation she
stepped forward to where they sat
VIII you kindly give me the address
to which the poems must be sent?" she
asked, with her Hottest air.
Miss Jenes looked at her intently q
moment. while some girls turned away
with covert speers.
"Of course I will give you the adj
Dress" was the answer, 'but remem-
Der, experienced writer's will enter the
competition, and unless you have had
much practice in the art of verse;
writing you will only waste your post
age"
'Oh! can write as well rs some peo-
pie who have famous Names" was the
supercilious answer: and, as Miss Jones
smiled incredulously, Addie left the
room with reddening cheek.
When she reached the lower hall two
little girls came GU. of tho primary
room.
oh" said one, ''Miss Patterson Ill
ways does make such pretty things!"
"Yes," replied the other, ''but this is
the prctticst thing she ever made"
Adde'S curiosity was aroused; chang
ing her course she went into the pri-
mary ROOM To her great surprise |
there stood the classmates to whom she |
had beckoned. They were gathered |
about Miss Patterson. who was dis |
playing to them handsomely embroid-
cred table scarf. Addie at once Joined |
the group and after surveying the ex-
quisite piece of work q few moments /
she said. graciously:
Indeed, that is very pretty. I be-
lieve I'll make ono just like it."
why! do you embroidery" asked
Millicent Gray.
Il never have" was the answer.
Then / would advise you to begin
on something more simple. This pat
tern is very difficult" said its maker.
But can do it." was the ready re-
ply. You viii find mine quite as
handsome as yours"
This brought incredulous smiles to
the faces of the girls, while Millicens
said:
why didn't you set up as q teacher
Of art en- broiderv?"
Thank you" returned Ad6ie, II
have higher aspirations
Suppressed gigglc. greeted this as
'ertioa. and Addie began to look I'M
Miss Patterson. hoping
o introduce . less personal subject
aid:
do you know. girls. Miss Carr has
decided to give a dramatic entertain
nent just after Easter? She intends to
ave one of Howe's farces played"
There was q chorus of delight, after
which Addie said:
I'm so glad. for just love to act, /
lways have the leading part assigned
o. me: and when played last summer
hey gave me jast lovely puffs in the
apeY."
"Wsf said one Of the iris 'ru