Judy

t-office for the mail, they found small square envelopes addressed to themselves, and each envelope contained a card, and on the card was written

out, that never in the history of Fairfax had there been such a party as the one to be giv

rty as Judy's," Launcelot st

wever, the young people looked

on as the school entert

ris

eak our pieces," sai

e Gordian knot with h

declared, "and I am going to get m

ambitious mothers, who would not have had their offspring miss the opportunity of seeing the

Miss

t. She had drilled them in their physical exercises until they moved like machines, and now at the eleventh hour they were fluttering away from her

postulated wit

son, sitting down ponderously to argue the question with the teacher, "and

the question with him. She was conscious that she had been over-severe, and that the

ans for the p

aid Judy, "and we won't

Has anybody

and it was Thursday evening, and there wasn't a great

ms, and have living pictures to

udy, not quite sure t

be the Beauty, Judy, and Launcelot could be the prince-it would be just lovely-we could have little Jimmie Jones f

r year unt

on her c

e purple

jet-black hai

n her bookcase had yielded up its treasures to her, and she

alight, "how lovely tha

ne

, you know," and Anne

nd Judy resolved that she would

al of the prince, and the aw

he hills an

ir utmost

night, acro

he world she

ne like on

ed as the astonished Launc

h poetry," cried Launcelot, seeing he

Anne. "When you read it a few t

e only one," said Judy. "Wha

n't k

heroine in Tennyson,

ain

aine it

Lancelot," crie

uncelot," sai

esn't love her, and she dies, and when she is dead they put her on a barge and send her to the court of King Arthur, where Lan

build a barge," said Launcel

that scene, Launce

es could be surmounted in this line, "we will find someth

' and then we could have him ill in the cave, and the scene in the g

story," said Launcelot; "

Death," said Anne, anxiously, for being too young to know tragedy or

Perkins, though depressed at the prospect of more undignified gayety, gave permission to use the dining-room for the tableaux,

ast minute, Anne s

ed, late on Saturday morning, when Judy found her c

ha

Miss Mary," repeated Anne, dabbing

ess. He was outside of the window, where he was helping Per

face bobbed up ov

ne while we shall be having such a good time

ried, tempestuously, "you are too good to live,

atcheller, who were chatting together in

rty, grandfather," she blazed, after she had to

re dreamy. "Dear little

tcheller, who with the Judge had deeply resented the t

best to ask Miss Mary

," said Mrs. Batch

ot listen to rea

demanded of Launcelot, who, with Anne, had f

t think we ought to back down.

hy

the sobbing figure in the

r unhappy," he sa

nn

es

chokingly, "everything. And I took such

d. Mrs. Batcheller started to speak, but the Ju

!" he

y of the story he had told her just a week before-of

nded to hurl at these weak-spirited people. Then she whisked out of the room and down th

n the garden," he said, "as fast

asked him to explain, he shook his head. "That's a secret between Judy and me," he said, "and I can't tell it," and

finally, rosy

kissed the tear-streaked face. "But don't expect me to act too

e alone in the dining-room superintending the putting up of

y, "I am just hateful. But I do try," and his pra

er. She had sent letters to the school board and the other teachers, pleading "

day as the school entertainment, and we won't be happy if you are not here. Please forgive us, and come. Your affectionate scholar, Anne."

id Miss Mary at

the little letter agai

dear child

white dress and her new summer hat with the roses in it, and we

ront row, with the Judge on one side, and the little grandmother on the other, a