The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-08-30

HMA ASlE sat out on the grass ana
 M dug her small heels into the
 springy turf. Her pretty v " A white dress was rumpled and soiled, and her white socks were only white in name. and even her new bronze slippers, of which she was so proud, were covered with dust.
 But Masie didn't care for she was punished and in disgrace, and couldn't go to the party.
 And all because she wouldn't say three little words. And it was to be such a beautiful party, for Laura's home was surrounded with a lovely garden, and just at dusk a lot of tiny lanterns were to be lighted among the trees. for all the world like giant lightning bugs. And the children were to be given boxes of candy tied with pink and blue ribbons, as souvenirs. And there were to be cakes and candies and ice cream In every hue of the rainbow. But, oh, dear, what was the use of thinking of such things when one couldn't go But Masie didn't cry. Indeed, it would have been better if she had, for she was in q much worse mood than mere crying implied.
 Masie was stubborn. Her pretty little mouth was tightly closed and her smooth white brow was puckered up in the ugliest kind of frown, and her eyes were sullen. Instead of be- ing beautiful little girl, and good to look at, Masie would have scared any one away with her lowering looks.
 Masie's mamma had talked to her, and Masies papa had tried to coax her into saying the three words, q am sorry" and Nora, the maid, had pictured all the delights of the com ing party and even went so far as to dress the little girl in her dainty gown and bronze slippers but all to no pur pose.
 So mamma had been firm, and good natured Nora's eyes were filled with tears, for she loved Masie, who was generally a tempered little girl. But Masie had one very an- moving fault-she neither cried nor got in a temper when anything dis pleased her, but would stiffen into little statue, as if she were made of stone, and an ugly frown would dis tort her sweet little face and no pun ishment would make her relax or do what was wished of her until she felt inclined to do so In fact, Masie was stubborn, and that. you know, is the worst kind of naughtiness and the hardest to conquer.
 Masie had been very rude, and her mamma had told her to say that she was sorryf and, although she was really sorry in her heart, she would not adnlf It. So she had to remain at home while brother Jack and all the other children were singing, Ring g-around-a-rosy'' and "Oh, sweet beans and barley grows" and playing blind mans buff, and having a good time generally.
 Now this may seem very severe punishment for so small thing for what is worse than having to miss a party? But Masie was disobedient as well as stubborn, and this fault brings all others in it's wake
 So Masie sat out on the grass, and grew uglier and uglier every minute. She was really sorry. and she wanted oh, so much some pink ice cream and little box of candy, tied with bluo ribbon. but she would not give in, an6 say "I am sorry"
 All at once Masie felt a queer tickling on the top of her head and putting up her hand, felt what she supposed to be big bug among hel curls. She was just going to fin her voice in a loud scream, for sht