The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1914-10-23

yond her understanding and quite ap-
pslling.
Once they told her that there was .
hole in her stocking and when she
searched in mortified haste for II they
informed her she was "stung," for the
hole was at the top where she put her
foot in. Another time they said her
mother ought to let her have q recep-
ton In order to allow her stockings
and her skirt to meet. This remark,
Dot knew, showed they did not admire
her half-hose. Her Independent dec
laration next morning that she must
have real stockings surprised her
mother a good deal.
The leader of the ten girls wore .
blue dress, a red hat and . white
apron, flaglike combination that was
very pleasing to Dot, so she was more
than anxious to make friends with
that brilliant parsonage, This was the
girl who made the witty remarks
which were received with cheers by
her following and with embarrass-
ment by her victim.
Now that revenge was within Dots
grasp she felt a keen joy at the
thought of humiliating her adversaries
with liberal applications of kindness.
The only question was the means she
should employ. Many and marvellous
were the plans she harbored, the
dreams she dreamed respecting the
crushing of the formidable ten. Then,
Of a sudden, her birthday loomed in
sight and her mother announced that
she might have a party.
Dot asked for the privilege of max
ing out the list of guests, but her
mother felt it best to see to that her
self Thus Dot was able to secure
only few envelopes and sheets of
paper for her own use, and these
were obtained in secret.
She wrote flve invitations with her
new yellow pencil and then awaited
the coming of the enemy on their way
home from school, To the flag girl
and her four dearest cronies went the
invitations Dot had written. To. the
others she delivered oral, but none
the less cordial, requests that they
attend her birthday party the follow.
ing afternoon. Some of the girls gig.
gled, but most OF them were silent.
This silence might have meant almost
anything, but Dot preferred to con-
slider it an Indication of shame and
remorse. They had been so mean and
she was so kind!
The afternoon of the party was all
that heart could wish. Dot, however, !
did not feel content. The small guests
invited by her mother on entering re-
ported a mob at the entrance that
commented freely upon their costumes
and asked questions not usually rated
As polite. Upon one little girls arriv-N y
ing In tears. Dots mother dispatched
the maid to the front walk and there
seemed to be a commotion there i'm
mediately afterwabd. AS Dot refrained
from looking out of the window, she
was not sure who was responsible for
the chorus of yells and whoOps that
accompanied the scattering of the
mob, but in her heart she thought she
knew.
Not one of the ten little girls she .
had invited put in an appearance at
the party, though Dot looked for them
all, one anxious eye regarding the gen.
erous plates Of ice cream with fear
lest the missing ones should not get
any il they came in later.
The party was a joyous success.
however, and Dot forgot for q happy
hour her friends the enemy. These
were brought to her remembrance
again as the guests departed. Deri-
sive boots from across the street
greeted their departure. Dot then
heard her mother speaking about
something.
Il don't know where those little ruff
fans heard about the party" said
Dots mother. "They have given us
such lot OF trouble! One OF them
stole loaf of angel food and they.
have left all sorts of trash on our
back porch labeled birthday gifts for
Dot. Two of them dug up the lilac
bush and another broke the cellar
window. 1t has been dreadful"
Dot stole softly upstairs and then
came down a moment later, claspinS
a book with a violent red cover and q
gold title, Goals of Fire" On the
landing she met her small brother.
Here, Tommy" abe said. thrustinE
the book at him. "You can have this.
There's not a word of truth in it. The
pictures are lovely and you'll like 'em.
but it's lucky you can't read, cause
the story's an awful whopper"
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