The Girls of Central High on the Stage

of the Whiffle Street hill. Being towed by Chet's big kite had became a game that all hands wanted to tr

when she spied Jess. "The policeman has warned us once, and

just once," urged Chet Belding, who was

ed Jess. "I must do my

a very short boy with very brisk legs came slidi

self leisure to keep up in athletics after school hours, bec

" urged Lance Darby, holding

oing on a

ur dyspepsia?" demand

ned. Bobby

nd Long ever has trouble with hi

drawled Chet Belding. "At least, so Mr.

sked Bobby, who was still struggling with a

d carefully handed Bobby the knife. "I don't take any chances with girls in t

isn't so. But you're right down ignorant, Billy. You're just

demanded Lance. "Tha

twinkling, "I mean Adeline Moore

die?" asked Jess, as

bout an Indian uprising that came in our Americ

an Indian woman, Adeline?

, and stammered,

lease, Miss

call her baby, the

nd the poor thing got a black

n one of her moods," observed C

t to moods,"

e all subject to that," and she sighed, for Bobby was frequently in trouble with the very s

ybody else on the walks, they had to be careful how they stepped, and it was with many a

t prize Mrs. Kerrick is going to

now what

ed dollars I'd learn tatting-or darn socks. Daddy says I ought to le

best one, that can be acted by us boys and

stately lines were spoken of with commendation. And when she told us to bring in a rhyme, or poetry-whichever we had the courage to

hand in?" aske

a conglomeration of articles. "Listen here!" she added, drawing forth a crumpled paper. "This is called 'Su

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as Goode

th Smiley, o

ost alw

Rich was

ias Poor

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living di

black Jim Bl

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own all o

to care for that kind of poetry. And I suppose if I tried my hand at a

om us in this play," giggled Jess.

nkling. "And you'll do a whole lot better whe

se-blank, or otherw

are going to

All the girls will try, I expect, and Laura, or Nell Agnew, will get it. But

r glanced at her sidewise and a shrewd little smile hovere

und for, Jess?" s

keti

he corner from father's store. Why don't you ever patronize our p

n't amount to much," sai

le bit more,'" quoted Bobby. "And let me tell you, Mr. Thomas

knew it would be useless to go to Mr. Closewick's, where they usuall

ely. "Ours isn't always a cash trade. Mother's money comes so very irregular

get another book account. Now, if you were running a store I'd patronize it

of which Mr. Hargrew's name was displayed. The clerks were busy at the moment, bu

t old Closewick refusing her credit after her mother had traded there so lon

"was as good as any boy." "You'll have to come into this store and share the business when

diately, smiling and bowing li

ss, What can we do f

n; but, really, Mr. Hargrew, it seems like asking a

make a new connection

are obliged to

miling. "What is it you wish, Miss Morse? Your credit is good here, I assure you. You h

of her need, yet not a word or sign from either betrayed that fact. And one would scar

unday and Mr. Heuffler did not ask her for his bill. She hoped that "something would turn up" and watched the mails very eagerly, hop