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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Did you call both the roosters Daniel?" asked Uncle Henry. "Yes, indeed. I've nine Dorothys and two Daniels; and the nine Dorothys have eighty-six sons and daughters and over three hundred grandchildren," said Billina, proudly. "What names do you give 'em all, dear?" inquired the little girl. "Oh, they are all Dorothys and Daniels, some being Juniors and some Double-Juniors.
"Rather late to do anything, don't you think?" she asked indifferently, still brushing her hair. Lois was taken by surprise. "But, Poll, you've got to help me," she begged, "think how furious the Dorothys will be." "Can you blame them?" Polly held her brush in mid air. "As an organized and governing class we are rather a joke, and the Dorothys don't like to be laughed at," she finished, cuttingly.
"Must have been here since last night." Polly opened and read it. "Oh, what next?" she groaned. "Listen to this: 'To the captain of the basket ball team, she read, 'I wish to say that I resign from your team to-day. Signed, Fanny Gerard." "Why, she's crazy," Betty said, with indignation. "That's the dear Dorothys," Angela remarked, airily.
It was only a matter of a few minutes before this was accomplished, for Betty went to rout them out. Angela came first to be followed by the two Dorothys, then Mildred Weeks and Evelin Hatfield, two girls who had come to Seddon Hall the year before. Betty followed them. "Everybody here?" she asked. "Don't you think we'd better elect officers first off? Then some one will be able to start things.
They'll be awfully cross we didn't send for them, and I love the two Dorothys when they're mad. But, Poll, for goodness' sake give Lois a lecture; we don't want this to happen too often, one fib's enough," she finished with a yawn. "Now, I'll go paint the sign." Jane and Phylis were only too anxious to help make the slips hero worship shone from their eyes as they took the sample from Polly.
The Dorothys and Evelin and Helen will think we had it without them." "Polly!" Lois was beginning to understand. "You deliberately did that to save me. You darling, I promise I'll resign to-night." "Resign!" Polly stood up, a sparkle in her eye. "Lois Farwell, if you resign, I'll never, never speak to you again. I mean it."
What under the sun did you wait until the late train for. I've been here all day and I've felt like a fish out of water. There's a raft of new girls, but no Senior specials, thank goodness. The two Dorothys are here," she paused and wrinkled her nose just the least little bit in disapproval, and then rushed on. "I'm rooming with Angela, you know. Isn't it mean Connie isn't back?
Polly shook her head slowly and went quietly into her own room. The Dorothys were growling as usual. She had to admit that this time there was a little cause, too. What had come over Lois. Polly realized with a sudden drawing together of her eyebrows, that she was seeing less and less of her all the time. "Art!" she said, aloud, and laughed. Then she went out to find Betty.
"Fanny was crying and saying she wanted to go home, and that she wouldn't ever speak to anybody again. We left them, and Well, we thought we'd better tell you." Phylis ended the tale and looked at Polly. "Poor Fanny," Polly sighed, "she's not very happy. The Dorothys shouldn't talk that way, of course, but it's not very important. Thanks for telling me, though. Don't listen any more.
Baird will be overjoyed at the idea of having something a little different from those awful set pictures her office is lined with." "It is a good scheme," Betty said slowly. "But oh, my children! Do you think for one moment that the Dorothys will ever agree?" "You leave the Dorothys to me," Polly said. "I'll see that they agree to everything."
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