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"I haven't done anything wrong," said the girl dully. "Don't you dare lie about that!" "I've seen Ruth do the same with Artie Sinclair and all the girls with different boys." "You miserable girl!" cried her uncle. "I never heard it was so dreadful to let a boy kiss you." "Don't pretend to be innocent. You know the difference between that and what you did!"

"You make me sick!" Pee-wee shouted. "Tell Doc Carson to give you some medicine," I answered. Laugh! Because, you see, we were all feeling so good about Artie being saved that we'd laugh at nothing, like a lot of girls. But girls are all right, I have to admit that. Let's see, where was I? Oh, yes, I was telling you about Artie.

Artie was growing worse and worse, and I had nothing to do. It's a mercy it was warm weather; for when you haven't much to eat, the cold is worse than the heat. Then in summer you can walk on the shady side, but in winter there ain't no sunny side. At last, one night as I lay awake, I made up my mind I would go and see whether my father was as hard-hearted as people said.

We don't want any rewards and we don't want any pay and we don't want any merits or rank badges or anything on account of being here." "It seems kind of like a dream now," Artie said. "You never can tell how some dreams will come out," said Pee-wee. "Once I had a dream that I was a murderer and when I woke up I found I wasn't a murderer at all."

She wanted me to pity her. "I'm ready to kill myself!" she cried. "I am perfectly sure that Artie has only been flirting with me and that some one has come between us. You can't want Cary to have him, or why did you invite me here, and arrange for me to see so much of him, and try so hard to bring us together? You are not two-faced like that, I hope?" I was too bewildered to speak.

But I was thinking about those fellows down in that cabin filled with smoke and how they were doing that all on account of me. "Pretty smoky down there," one of the Elks said to me. "You said something," I told him. "He's marking up the sky all right, if he can only stick it out," another fellow said. "Who's down there with him ?" "Artie," I said.

He had been the stroke in the Yale crew during two glorious years of victory, and, like most men who gloried in the companionship of athletic girls, he elected to fall in love with Flora, who, the first time she met him, wanted to know the difference between a putter and a bunker, which so tickled Artie that he put in two good hours explaining it to her.

Yistherday it was a gran' opery-cloak, as soon as Artie tould her he had taken four opery sates for the season." The ladies gasped, and Mona clapped her hands at the prospect of unlimited opera, for Anne had always been kind to her in such matters. "But all that's nawthin'," Judy went on demurely, "to what's comin' next week.

'Oh, I've eaten it right enough, Artie, thank your dear heart; and the soup too, dearie. Came by a boy from Walters's every day, addressed to "Berkeley, Esquire, 42 Whalley Street;" and the boy wouldn't leave it the first day, because he thought there must have been a mistake about the address.

The plot grows thicker!" good night, the kid was almost having a fit. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble," I said to Artie, "would you please relate your adventures, I see that you're not dead." "Well, not so you'd notice it," he said, "but I guess I came pretty near it."

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