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Updated: June 3, 2025
Bertha says the drawers are the same size, but the bottom one looks a little deeper. Here is a string, I will measure. They are exactly the same. That's where you got fooled, Tabitha Catt! See what comes from being stingy? I would like the bed nearest the window, but maybe I better leave that for Chrystobel. Clear as crystal and sweet as a bell.
The plaintive voice was too much for the haughty Chrystobel, and with a quick spring she scrambled out of bed and groped her way to where Tabitha lay curled under the covers, saying with more real feeling than her companion had given her credit for, "I do believe you, and I am just as sorry as you are for my actions sorrier, for I was to blame for the whole fuss.
"She didn't say you could have both the big ones, and you aren't going to have them, so now!" Snatching up the drawer on the floor, she emptied its contents on the nearest bed and turned to restore it to its place in the dresser, but the angry Chrystobel stopped her and tried to take it from her hands, declaring, "That belongs to me, and you shall not have it, I say!"
"That's a lie!" screamed Tabitha, bouncing to her feet and dancing up and down in furious passion. "Tabitha Catt! I am surprised at you!" exclaimed the principal, looking sorrowfully at the angry child. "Chrystobel, what is all this racket about?" "I put my things in the dresser, and she said I had taken her drawer and couldn't have it." "She did take my drawer "
Perhaps I needn't tell her, but just explain to Miss Pomeroy how bad I feel to think I made such a scene no, I didn't fight with Miss Pomeroy, and apologizing to her won't make Chrystobel feel any better toward me. Oh, dear, I suppose I must do it! Well, here goes I've got the shivers clear to my toe-tips already, thinking of what she may say. Chrystobel!"
"Then I'm glad," came the joyful answer through the blackness of the room, "I take back all the mean things I said about you, too, Tabitha. I am sure we are going to be splendid friends." "So am I. Good-night, Chrystobel!" "Good-night, Tabitha!" A great peace descended upon both hearts, and the two girls drifted away to happy dreams, their differences forgiven and forgotten.
Chrystobel was selfish and Tabitha was a pepperpot, and neither of those faults is easily overcome, but thanks to the common sense of the kindly principal and her staff of teachers, the battle was not unsuccessfully waged.
"If anyone had told me my father had found a gold mine, I should jump up and down and shout, and then write for some more money right away. You can have everything you want now, can't you?" Chrystobel had secretly pitied Tabitha because her monthly allowance of pocket money was so small, and she did not understand how anyone could receive the good news with such a calmly disinterested air.
"Say, Chrystobel, I'm sorry I got mad this afternoon. Maybe if I had had more patience I could have shown you just how selfish you were without all that fuss and squabble. Will you forget the hateful things I said and be friends with me? You can have both big drawers and twenty-one hooks in the closet if you want them." Chrystobel gasped, overcome by mingled emotions.
Chrystobel returned the sour looks with interest, even making a wry face occasionally behind her hand when Miss Pomeroy chanced to be looking in the other direction, for this spoiled maid was equally as sure that Tabitha was the sole cause of the disturbance.
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