Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1913-06-19

sponded. 81 must finish this book
ionight.D She added as he closed
The door, "And ! wouldn't miss his
rerort for anythingw
II was a little past eleven when
George returned, but she was wait
ing with hot cocoa, and sisterly inter-
EST, as always.
"Wcll," she queried at the proper
moment, "were the girls pleased ?"
"Yes-no-I don't know. Little
sister, did It ever occur to you that
it is strange world?"
Occasionally"
"And that you can't always tell ?"
Bernard Shaw says you never
camp
81 get him there. Well, when I
asked for the girls, Aunt Mary said
Laurette was in the library, and that
Peggy and Beth would be down in
moment, which just suited me. /
marched in with my little bundles,
and there was the fair Laurette,
more like flower than ever, in fluffy
white stuff and pink ribbons. She
gave little girly squeal Of delight,
and said: Philopenas, l do believe!
Which is miner l can't waltz I
put 'em on the table and said,
Guess just for fun, for / thought 1
knew what she'd go for. Bu,s bless
you, she had the paper and the lid
off that candy box in a jiffy, and her
mouth full, tool How did you
know SO well?' says she, smiling all
over; Just my favorites, and such a
lotP Of course, 1 was glad to make
hit, though was surprised, and
bit sorry for good little Peggy.
pretty soon Peggy and Beth
came in, and l presented the sweet
peas with the best grace 1 could,
knowing, of course, she'd act pleased,
if only to be polite; but 1 wasn't
prepared-say, did you ever notice
Peggy Bancrofts face when she's
happy? Why, it lighted up like a.
| noticed her eyes this time, all right,
sis! There's something about 'em,"
he unused, smiling tender little
smile, reused by Alice's discreet de-
mands for more.
ooh, she didn't say much, but
somehow she let me know I'd chosen
just the right thing; and it wasn't
put on, either, for if ever girl had
truth and all that in her face"
He pulled up embarrassed. "Candy |?
Yes, she took bit now and then,
but most Of the time we talked, and
Ahe has the wittiest, jolliest way of
putting things; knows a heap, and
knows how to rub it in. Laurette2 ?"
A shade of distaste crossed Georges
face. "She just sat there and ate
candy! Honest, sis, l didn't like to
watch the way she was slowing the
cargo. Just saying yes or no once
in while, with her mouth full
Pretty soon l stopped thinking Of
sweet peas in that quarter, and she
began to remind me of nice little
pink and white-no, | won't say it
What are you laughing about? l
suppose you'll say you knew it all
beforep
She nodded. 81 was at school
with them both, you know, and of
all the superficial, self-centered little
pigs-I'm not afraid to say it-Lau-
rette was the prize one! You'd only
have thought l was catty if I'd told
you before. But Peggy-you can't
beat her, George, for an all-round
nice girl! Honey, sweet and smart
as lightning, 100, ana she was always
capturing prizes. No wonder she
talks and listens well! If / had a
sister, I'd choose a girl just like Peg
gy Bancroft. She's the sweet p all
right Please make a note of that,
George"
"What d'you know about that ?"
Georges sheepish smile did not
match his indignant growl. swell,
anyhow, promised Beth III look in
tomorrow night, and l might as well
take along some more chocolates for
Laurette, and"
"Sweet peas for the sweet p" sup
plemented Alice, with a mischievous
laugh.-C. r. s., in the New York
Press.