Los Angeles herald., 1906-04-08
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only dress | could wear was a calico one Kitty
had given me on my last birthday out of her
own pocket money 1t was very pretty-ht-
tie sprays of forget-me-nots on a white ground.
But If it bad only been lawn or tulle!
l burned my hand, ironing it, and when
L ran to put cold water on it, to stop the
pain, that horrid hat-iron burned the dress.
too. There was a big brown spot on 1T, as II
1t had been hanging on the front-door knocker
oughtn't to have gone to kitty's, with my
hand paining me as much as it did Mother
wanted to put sweet oil and linen bandage
on it, but [ wouldn't let her. l didn't want
L said. oh, how horrid l acted that after
noon! So drew my, gloves on right over the
burn. L had hidden the spot on the dress by
pinning the sash-end over it.
Kitty's cousins had lovely white lawns on,
and SO did Kitty. Ny calico looked so shabby,
compared with theirs, thought; H.,
Maybe Richmond, and it really did sound kind
of aristocratic and nice. / hoped they would
Mt find out my name was Mary Elizabeth:
Kitty had always treated me as if she liked
me very much, but to-day she was always
speaking to her cousins, asking their opinion
about everything and almost negecting me-
ut is because they are so much richer and
better dressed and prettier than l am, L
thought. And, oh, how miserable felt My
hand was paining me very much, too:
When we played croquet Kitty took sides
with Millie, against Lily and me. That made
Besides, l didn't like Lily. She was SO naughty
and elegant
Kitty had never played against me before.
and now she "croquetted" me whenever she
could.
Ny eyes became blinded with tears, partly
because l felt 50 badly, and partly because the
pain in my head was great. | gave my ball
knock. and sent it in the very opposite dl-
rection from the one intended to send it.
Lily laughed, and thought it was because
she saw the brown SPOT on my dress. L won
der | could have thought such thing of q
girl brought up among the best people OF
Boston. But l was mad with anger and pain
and jealousy.
gate, and never stopped till / sank down,
breathless and miserable, in my own room up
stairs. My hand was sore and int1amed for
many weeks, all on account of my mean, envi-
ous pride.
When Kitty came the next day. sobbed out
the whole miserable affair. 1 didn't deserve
her forgiveness, but it was given me, just
the same
"You poor thing!" said Kitty, when she had
kissed me and hugged me, and forgiven me to
my hearts content. IF you'd only told us
played croquet at all; and l played against
you because Lily can't play well, and | know
you can. l didn't think you'd mind. Mamma
says | did wrong to give more of my attention
to my other guests than to you; but thought
you were too sure of my friendship to get of.
Tended. Won't you forgive me, Maybe, DEAR"
There were tears in Kitty's eyes when she
said that.
Oh, how mean and small felt, to cherish
unkndly feelings against girl like Kitty
Jones! 1t all came from my being envious,
and wishing to have things, you see. have
taken mothers advice and have tried to get
rid of the sinful habit; but it is so hard to
help thinking how nice two-story house with
a doorbell would look, if it was yours.