The Washington herald., 1911-05-14
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to let thing in which you are such picture
lie shut up in that old box all day."
But, Minnie, suppose q shower should
come up. as it did last year,"
mo danger Of rain today. The sky is as
blue As the turquoise in my ring. Do wear
the white hat, DEAR for that shabby brown
straw will spoil the whole effect OF your new
drese"
Polly drew a long. deep breath. She was
only fourteen-an age when the tri1es seem OF
vast Importance. With one valiant effort,
however, she cried
"No, Min; I will not! Say no more about
it."
And she began to vigorously button her
boots, while her friend walked of offended,
calling back:
"Oh. very well. Suit yourself. 1t is nothing
to me. Wear your old fright Of turban II
you want to! only spoke for your own
Certainly, whatever were Minnie's faults,
jealousy OF her fairer companion was not one
Of them.
It would take too long to record the details
Of the struggle fought in little Polly Bells
mind during the next two hours. but. as we
have seen, vanity came off triumphant
=. She did not 60 to c. Avenue, and she
did carry her borrowed plumes" and an
bration, while her heart swelled with foolish
pride when Lucy Stone whispered in her ear:
"How sweet you do look, dear! The pret.
tiest girl. with the prettiest hat in our chss!"
Aisrette's?" asked Marian Murray. as, after
the services, they left the great church, where
dozen schools had met together.
.Ycs-s-s 1t came from there"
And then Polly wondered II that was
sort of fib. and was glad further Questioning
was prevented by rosetted marshal dashing
down the line and giving the word for the
procession to move.
The bands struck up Yankee Doodle" and
the Willing Workers." the Lilies Of the
Valley the Little Cleaners" Sparkling
Jewels" and hundreds of others, all with
their names blazoned in gold letters on silken
Away down one side Of the broad street,
up the other and around the grand stand,
where the mayor, several lesser dignitaries and
. group Of ladies stood to review the blithe,
Christian troop.
i've schools. the refreshing Of the "inner man."
and finally the weary vending of the way
homo, where Polly found q note from Faith
awaiting her, saying she would again remain
to whom she was tenderly attached.
and wore the viole. hat said sY Minnie. .'f it
is not hurt particle, and we can have it up
to c. Avenue by seven o'clock. Only leave
to supper, for We are to have the first straw.
less We hurry"
Hastily. then. Polly did as she was bidden,
never 4 even observing her pet sound asleep in
2 most beautiful and exciting afternoon in the
back yard, where he barked himself hoarse at
l!ttlepat iltmouse, a. ponderous white cat
With emerald eyes, residing next door, and long
Master Puzzles dearest and most tantalizing
You look pretty well tagged" remarked
kindly Mrs. Sniffen, as he Observed the Ian.
guild manner in which Polly slipped her tea,
and the pallor. that had succeeded her un.
times ! think all this marching business is too
much for you young things"
"Oh., no, it isn't NAL" cried Minnie I'VE
are are not bit tired. and are going for another
Yes, said Polly. at once W rising and fol.
lowing her friend up stairs, for she was now
fe,erishly anxious to be rid of the dainty
But, as he opened the door of the third
her heart, with a choking gulp, into her
throat, and tlen down! down! down! like
She made one dash forward. stopped, and
floor, burying her face in her hands, while
the spot. w
NO need, though, to ask what was the
matter; for there was Fuzzle, arisen from his
new foes to conquer-naughty Fuzzlc, careering
around the room and enjoying the grandest
Of larkA az he made believe Miss Heather.
ington's white hat was Tittlebat Ttmouse
at last fallen into his clutches, and which
he shook and bit and worried as though
it was in truth his ancient enemy in fesh
and fur: Not for weeks had the little rascal
had such funl
But Polly-poor Polly Her aghast com.
panion was actually frightened at her coun.
tenarce when the remains OF Miss Dora s
hat were gathered up and Fuzz came prancing
round, looking and feeling like conquerinS
here we'll worthy of a laurel crown
Minnie attempted to feebly sympathize.
but the stonycyed girl motioned her to gi.
lence, assured her that this was one of those
alone, retired to bury her head in the pillow
and spend the most utterly wretched, wide
awake night her fourteen years had ever