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Updated: June 16, 2025


"I always thought I loved pictures best," she thought; "but Bab cares more for these old ones than I do." Lucile Sherman. In life's small things be resolute and great To keep thy muscle trained; Knowest thou when Fate Thy measure takes? Or when she'll say to thee, "I find thee worthy. Do this deed for me?"

How many pennies will there be in five dollars and a fare from Boston, Lucile?" Helen listened to their gay banter, wondering, as many thoughtful people have wondered before her, at the light-hearted abandon of these other girls. "It must be fun to be like that," she reflected, "but I don't believe I should want to change places with any of them.

"But where is Aunt Sallie?" asked Mart. Mr. Clayton said that she and her husband were many miles away, in a far country, traveling about and acting. But he knew their address, and he would at once send them word that Lucile and Mart wanted to hear from them. Mr. Clayton had not heard from the Weatherbys for several months, he remarked.

Treadwell was here, there, and everywhere, back of the scenes and curtain. "Oh, there's a terrible big crowd!" exclaimed Bunny, as he looked out at the audience through a peep-hole in the curtain. "Then we'll make a lot of money for the Blind Home," said Sue. "I see Uncle Bill!" cried Mart, as he, too, looked out. "Oh, I'm so glad!" exclaimed Lucile.

For Barbara and Robert Sumner the last days spent in Venice were filled with a peculiar joy. The revulsion of feeling, the unexpected, despaired-of happiness, the untrammelled intercourse, the full sympathy of those dear to them, all this could be experienced but once. Only one person was out of tune with the general feeling. This was Lucile Sherman.

The center of the third was beyond doubt a crudely cut diamond of about two carats weight. Lucile turned it over and over in her palm. "Why, the poor fellow," she murmured. "He's given us a king's ransom for a few trinkets and a little food! And I thought he was stealing," she reproached herself. Her first instinct was to attempt to call him back.

That night Lucile and Mart stayed at the Brown house, which was to be their home for some time, and Mr. Treadwell went to board with the Winklers. "And when you come over in the morning tell us all about the monkey and parrot!" begged Bunny, as the actor started for his boarding place that evening. "I will," was the promise.

"Oh, was it Wango?" cried Bunny Brown. "Indeed it was!" said Miss Winkler. "The idea of his fooling us all like that!" "But he looked just like an old man with gray hair," said Sue. "Indeed he did," chimed in Mart and Lucile Clayton. Just then Mr. Treadwell came through the hall into the kitchen. "It's no use, Miss Winkler," he said. "I can't find my big wig anywhere.

"Well," Paula retorted, drawing the rest of the room into it again just as Wallace was making a gallant effort to start a subsidiary conversation to serve as a screen, "that's because you haven't heard those songs. If there's a singer in the world who'd dare cut loose with them right after eating the sort of dinner Lucile will have to-night for Mary and Rush, I'd like to see him try it."

Brown when they had reached home and told her the good news. Then followed a time of anxious waiting, with Lucile and Mart looking almost every hour for a message from their uncle and aunt so far away. And they and the other children were kept busy getting ready for the play. For it was almost Christmas and time for the great performance.

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