Polly of Lady Gay Cottage

, delighting the little man with her small attentions and her ready sympathy. It was on a Monday morning tha

e'er's else," he complained, over and ove

ow who those relations are," she assured him,

thing to Jane about it?" he queried s

ss not," Polly

kind o' cranky, yer know! But she's got her good streaks, Jane has! She brought me a bowl o' custard th' o

ely if Aunt Jane really loved the little man whom

be-an' 'fore they have time to die. Folks go off so quick now'days, an' mebbe, if they only knew ye

he letter when you go home. I feel just as if you would, and-oh, my! I didn't know it was so near nine o'clock!" as a distant cling-clang made itself n

slacking to a walk only when a view of the downto

s Greenleaf, the head teacher, with a girl-a very pretty girl of about her own age. This was all she had time to observe before passin

. Illingworth,

e were any Illingworths in town. Mamma used to say there

nation, until she grew strangely excited. She really had not long to wait. Soon the girl was ushered quietly in and given a seat five desks away. Polly wished it had been nearer. T

face, fell in long, thick braids over the slim shoulders, and disappeared in crisp ribbon bows of the same color. The dress was a simple affair of light

he familiar name. At recess she would speak to her, and "get acquainted." For two hours this was her fixed hope. Then, when the rest time came, before she could make good her

lingworth lovely?"

up, to see Be

r?" she questio

m going to-if that hateful Ilga Barron

ow what her name is

. They board there, too, Patricia and her mother. They aren't stuck up a bit, though I guess they're awfully rich. They came from 'way out West-I forget the name of the place. It's where Patricia's fathe

e can be!" a

th and some of the other girls that she was rich, and that's just why. We were down in the dre

hilosophically. "That's what mother always tells me

om room to room of the little suite. Here and there they would pause for a few words with some of Ilga's friends, or to

Polly kept her secret hope close hidden in her hea

et it be known to

at all," she argued to herself. "It

afternoon session, and she wondered when the opportunity that she longed f

Polly. When she reached the street door she was dismayed to see that it was raining, and she stood hesitant on the sill, having neithe

poke a clear voice behind

look into the gray eyes

response. "I didn't know it was

rth's green silk umbrella. Then she was seated beside Patricia, and they were gliding along the road. Even in her deligh

this morning," she beamed. "I was in the front door when you

oked her

he confessed. "It was partly on account of your name.

ight to look in papa's Genealogy, just as soon as I get hom

ed Polly r

topped at Dr.

o hope we are cousins!" she smiled. "I've been wishing and wishing for ever so lon

he shelter of the piazza Polly answered the salute of the li

by Patricia Illingworth, was related in detail, both in Mrs. Dudley's room before tea a

other carry the dishes into the kitchen, when the telephone

or you," he told Polly. And she ran, h

, we are cousins-third co

l!" respo

; but it was 'way down in the bottom of a trunk. Do say you're glad, and say it good and strong,

the line, and, with a good-night and a promise to be ea