Polly of Lady Gay Cottage

ll

t staircase. He had just come in from an

im, followed by a scurry of ligh

flight, one side of her hair in soft, smoo

ust as soon as you possibly can,'" smiled

an be," replied Polly.

Leonora of the first tellin

's in such a hurry. I wonder if she is to stay at the h

ey shook

ith your toilet and run over

ill, her forehead puckered over the possible go

rned away, an

er waiting for y

flew back to where Mrs. Dudle

intend to disclose. "It will be a year next week since it was cut. I shall have mermaid tresses before I know it. Isn't it nice that I was hur

rs. Dudley. "You were a ro

returned Polly. "I only wan

rls. "There!" with a final pluck at the bow; "now run along and hea

trance, the door flew open, and Leonor

ted Polly. "I can't

hat do you think, Polly May Dudley! I'm goin' to live wit

" This was, indeed, something unguessable. "Isn't that lovely!

ly. They went in doors arm in arm, stopping in Dr. Dudley's o

and mother would want to give y

ed. "Prob'ly I wouldn't go if they we

don

en they said he wasn't goin' to get well. Then my stepmother married Mr. Dinnan. So, you see, I ain't any relation really, and they're prob'ly glad not to have me to feed any more. A

was enough to keep Le

use and some new dolls-she says I can pick 'em out myself! And-what do you think!-she said last night she guessed she'

ou be grand!"

fused for love of Dr. Dudley, although the thought of calling him father had never then come to her. How glad she was that she had not mentioned this! She had always had an intuitive feeling that the concer

k I'm goin' to have that sweet, beautiful Mrs. Jocelyn for my own mother." The las

Lucy,-I mean mother,-and I was to be their little girl. Don't you remember? I'd been for a visit to Mrs. Jocelyn's an

-bud sash you gave me was the prettiest thing I ever had to wear i

y no

you'd get well, and I so lame that even Dr. Dudley thought I'd never walk straight! And now-my! ain'

, falling into a slow, re

sed Polly. "And it doesn

y cured me!-why, there's David! No, don't go!"

a clutching her friend's arm, as

d me you were he

s goin' to your school, d

Hon

they chorused

" David's head wagged

eonora to Polly,

e longer, but bubbled forth from Leonora's lips, u

ess of adoptions, new clothes, and ponies. Happily there was a chance look across the room, which hurried Polly an