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When Miss Peppy came down to breakfast next morning she found that she was the first of the household to make her appearance.
"Deary me, Kennie," said Miss Peppy, in some alarm, "I hope that nothing has happened! You seem so troubled that " "Oh! nothing of any consequence," said Kenneth with a laugh, as he folded the letter and put it in his pocket. "Ha! your lady-love is unkind," cried Bella; "I know it is from her." "The writing is not lady-like," replied Kenneth, holding up the back of the letter for inspection.
"It is a most unfortunate piece of good fortune this that has befallen Mrs Gaff," said Mr George Stuart, "a very unfortunate thing indeed." "Dear me, do you think so? Now I don't agree with you at all, brother," observed Miss Peppy. "I think that good fortune is always good fortune, and never can be bad fortune.
Just then the colonel entered, and Rosebud at once received him with a tornado of maddening yelps, so that for at least five minutes it had the entire monopoly of the conversation, and Miss Peppy was obliged to say good-morning in dumb show.
From this point Bella and the captain of dragoons cantered off into a region of small-talk whither it is not necessary that we should follow them. They were interrupted by the entrance of Colonel Crusty and Miss Peppy. The former shook hands with the captain somewhat stiffly, and introduced him to Miss Peppy. "Dinner late as usual, Bella," said the colonel, taking out his watch.
Though she must have been older then than any of the boys in college, she managed always to secure some sort of invitation, imagining vaguely that at the next party would occur the flirtation which was to end at the romantic altar. "Where've you been?" inquired Anthony, unfailingly amused. "I've been at Hot Springs. It's been slick and peppy this fall more men!" "Are you in love, Muriel?"
Miss Peppy at this moment discovered her mistake in regard to the egg-spoon, and rectified it, observing with a look of resignation, that there was no accounting for the way in which things happened in this world.
"Make a parcel of the key, Niven," said Kenneth, coming to the rescue, "and send it by the guard of next train." "And oh!" shrieked Miss Peppy, as the train began to move, "I forgot the the " "Yes, yes, quick, ma'am," cried Niven eagerly, as she followed. "Oh! can't they stop the train for a moment? It's the it's dear me the pie pie!" "What pie, ma'am?"
Of course we cannot all be as startlingly clever as Carol, but Hallowe'en, which comes this year on October 31st, offers a splendid opportunity for originality and "peppy" fun. The following suggestions are presented to ambitious hostesses with the absolute guaranty that no matter what other reactions her guests may have, they will certainly not be bored.
On being admitted to the presence of Miss Peppy, Mrs Gaff sat down on the packed trunk, and all but stove in the lid; whereupon she rose hastily with many apologies, and afterwards in her confusion sat down on the bonnet-box, which she stove in so completely as to render it hors-de-combat for all future time. "I'm awful sorry," she began.
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