Norwich bulletin., 1913-09-24
JANE EMMELINE

Nobody played with Jane Emmeline. l She was left sitting on her front steps, a prim little figure with her hair 1 in two solid. smooth brown hraids and l gray eyes peering out wistfuly from
 under dark eyebrows.
 Jane Enmeline always wore the neatest and cleanest of gingham dress 1 es, and just to look at her d person Of any sense would ;Inow that she said Y es, thank you" instead of .'Yp," and 1 minded what her elders told her When the family had moved in and l the children across the way had heard her mother call Jane Emmeline all 1 of it, not just Jane" or Emmy that had settled it Any child with a four syllable first name was too awe some for human natures daily food. And then the braids, always perfectly smooth! Their mothers immediately braldS and said reproachfully, Why can't you keep your hair neat like that?" This was enough to make any body dislike the perfect one.
 So she just sat, holding her doll, as neatly garbed as herself, and looked at them when they raced by, without a flicker of smile or a tentative step In their direction-and they ran much toe fast to notice the wistful look in her eyes Being children, they would not have recognized 1t if they had When their mothers asked, Why don't you play with that nice little girl who has just moved in?' they said, "Oh, gee! Shes queer!"
 It got very tiresome sitting on the top step, When her mother had help ed her get dressed and had finished the braids she would give Jane Emmeline a pat on the shoulder and say, Now yrrTV1 TT. incline would reply dutifuIy, Yes, ma 'am," and then would sit on the steps all afternoon. Her mother was very busy indoors and did not notice,
 Sometimes Jane Emmeline's very legs ached from sitting still so long. Once or twice she went down on the side walk and walked to the corner by the postbox with a wild hope that some child would say "Hullo! Come along and play!" But when any of the others appeared, hot and flushed with the ex- citement of hide and seek, Jane Elm incline in a panic would hide behind the postboX while they rushed shriek- ing by.
 \ boy tried to hide behind the post box once and knocked Jane EmmeIine over, and although he never even stop ped 10 look at the wreck he had wrought she was almost grateful for the attention.
 The girls were so alive and independ- ent and saucy that Jane Emmeline en- vied them deeply. Never, never if she lived a thousand years could she call "Smarty! Smarty cat" after another girl. It would be so nice to have a girl to play with that she could not imagine getting angry at her.
 Once under her breath she had dar- ed 10 murmur "Hullo' when the Bing- ham twins from across the street walk cd by their arms tWined around each other. They had not heard her. They had stared q minute with cold CuriOs- ity as they passed and Jane Emmeline had heard them giggIc us hey put their heads together and whispered eomet hing. She had gone into the house then because she felt queer tn- side and her mother had asked if she had q headache because she looked so white Jane Emmeliue said no her head didn't ache. Tn fact she could not locate the ache--it was au-pervad- ing.
 1t never occurred to Jane Emmeline