A Dixie School Girl

group of girls now removing their masks under Mrs. Bonnell's half-amused, half-serious eyes, for she began to suspect that

Leslie Manor by Miss Woodhull, believing and justifiably too, that such arbitrary r

behind this rubber plant. Now get down

the next moment was in front of the s

yone asking everyone else if she knew who the Jack o' Lantern really was. This very fact was sufficient reassurance for Mrs. Bonnell. She knew girls better than Miss Woodhull knew them in spite of having known nothing else for more than forty years, but she resolved then and there not to ask too many questions, which fact made two girls her slave

r the privilege of cutting the fate cake. Mrs. Bonnell had not considered it necessary to mention the fact that she had ordered Aunt Sally, the cook, to bake one for th

scuttled away, issuing as she went, the order to close all outer doors and guard them, allowing no one to pass through. Guileless so

s could not have flashed the orders more quickly. Servants went a-running until one m

turns and corners, and when one has been an inmate of a house less than-well, we won't specify the length of time-one cannot be blamed for growing confused. Jack had made for t

ted down its length until it terminated suddenly in a flight of stairs leading to the lower hall. He had desce

hoever is in the house certainly tried

ourage up, for your true darkie finds All Saint's Night an awesome one, and not to be regarded lightly. Moreover, nearly all the e

ctric flash-light which had illuminated his shattered pumpkin. There was no time to stand upon ceremony for Wesley was almost

ding flash darting straight into the terrified darkie's eyes. "A flash ob lightenin' what cl'ar par'lyzed me an' helt ma feet fast to de floo'! Den, befo' I could get 'em loosen' dat hant jist lif' his hoof-yas ma'am, dat was a hoof, not no man's foot-an' I 'clar cross m

room was searched there was no sign of mortal being. All the window sashes in Leslie Manor had been rehung in the most approved modern method

her fruitless search she

queried

one in that wing, which I am compelled to

yesight, will you Miss Stetson? I saw that person cross the gallery and enter the south wing. Be good en

al's tone. Nevertheless, she repaired to the gym and ignoring Mrs. Bonnell's assur

ther they mounted the stairs and made a room-to-room inspection, peering into every closet or any possible hiding place. Not

ions to move, Miss Woodhull entered the study, reached the elec

in tha

ring the distance between the electric switch and the

ood Twee

and was about to don a l

orders that no one should leave the gymnasium?" demanded

er my coat, Miss Woodhull," was the smiling answ

to my orders? You may now remain

t me go back. They are to hav

en. You will rem

nto the middle of the bed, buried her head in the i

Had you obeyed me there would have b

sn't fair. I haven't done a single thing but get this coat," was sobbed from the bed, as a vigorous kick s

summarily with rebellious pupils. Then the search was resumed under her eagle eye, but without results. Not

der pupils pres

ied Miss Stetson

everly Ashby

g in the group near the table," correc

locked her in her room for disobedi

convince yourself

Beverly Ashby stood laughing and talking with Sally Conant, Aileen and Mrs. Bonnell, as merry a l

Sally as she left the group and went toward Miss W

here?" she de

s she answered: "I don't think I q

ired? Did I not order you to remain in you

iss Wo

imson. Such barefaced a

e to leave the roo

since I entered it at eigh

rated principal, "did you see Beverly Ashby retu

s Woodhull. She has been enjoying he

a of facts since I requested you to return to the gymnasi

sitive, because her cap fell from her head as she replied and delayed

I did not speak to Beverly Ashby in it not ten minutes ago, and leave her there in the middle of her bed weeping and conducting herself like a spoiled child because she could not participate in the closing Virginia Reel. Utter

uded of their Virginia Reel for no justifiable reason, and sent to bed before ten o'clock

d invariably find prompt relief in tears or giggles. S

n mur

esn't know whether to frown or smile

e in at all. We were having such f

ld have been, and said, under cover of the babel of voices, for even the Empress, s

mber 10, and especially in bedroom A." And in s

ad after those ten miles. I call it a perfect out

tantalizing glance at her. "Don

ispered Sa

ress. Oh, isn't this the