4 THE CINDERELLA FROCK.

quiet. But now, a bright spring morning,
the gate stood open, and all was alive once
more.

‘¢ Hurrah, a new school !”’ shouted a broad-
faced little fellow from the top of the gate-
post, waving his straw hat, ‘‘a new school ;
and if Miss Wright thinks to impose on me—
there’s for her! (a great flourish of the hat,)
I’m for fun this summer! Hurrah!”

‘‘Hurrah for fun!’’ was reiterated .by
every boy in the yard, and such a halloom™was
raised as the echoes had not answered to
within any boy’s remembrance.

‘¢ News! news for you, girls!’ cried a little
new-comer, bursting in quite out of breath
with haste, ‘‘ guess what I saw this morning.”

‘A snake! A wolf! A ghost! A man-
eater! A vampyre! Anoldstraggler! A
fright in the looking-glass! A—a—nothing
at all!’’ were the chiming exclamations round

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