Keineth

d Billy. "I broke my fishing rod and I've lost my knife and Jim

l superiority with which Billy treated all girls made Keineth very shy with him. She wished they might be better friends, for she felt very sure that it would be great fun to share with him the exciting

swered teasingly, "Well, we were going to hike to-day," Billy explained, too dol

r. "Just see what I found!" She ran toward them, h

, taking it from her. "It's--why, jimin

nt that i

dren cried, looki

ed to scold about Rex

some bushes. He felt troubled--he remembered that he had left the shoes out on

asked Keineth, s

use I'd just as soon wear these old ones as not--what d' I ca

trial--" Peggy

p it a secret we'd give

o tell! She can'

secret! You

"not a word! You just cross your hearts that you w

y went off then in search of some amusement of his

upon the kitchen door and reported with great indignation that "jes' while her back was turned a minute th

--not my _own_ leg, but a leg of lamb!" wept the other,

children. No one knew. Keineth and Peggy exchanged tr

" Mrs. Lee went on. "Probably this is just th

e flowers terribly,"

he anxious look

s Billy will keep a closer

er says Pilot's a valuable dog," he told them. "And

," Mrs. Le

ng Pilot seale

nda, he came running across the lawn and triumphantly d

oh!" scre

's pond!" cried P

hing." Keineth lif

, who, with Mrs. Lee, had come down the steps from

straw," said Mrs. Lee ster

-they swim round and he thinks t

h wondering, disappointed eyes. He had felt so very proud of his

ed Alice, "we weren't going to tell-

face upon Alice. "We'll never, never, never tell anyth

w it first," A

r! And I'd just as soon wear my old shoe

nd will be an expense. By the time we have paid the Clarks for their lamb and the Sawyers for their go

can take it out

do not like to make you unhappy, but we must get rid of the dog. Please say no more

turned an angry shoulder upon Alice. Billy blinked his eyes very fast to clear them of the tears that had gathered in spite of himself, threw hi

ry for the little girl standing at a little distance irresolutely swinging a croquet mallet. "It was her secret, an

unny nature could not long carry a grudge of any kind. She had made a solemn vow, too, that she would ne

can have red and play last,