THE CINDERELLA FROCK. 5

and round the ring, a circle of eager girls’
faces instantly appearing about the new
arrival.

‘* No, never a one of them all,’’ was the
grave reply, as the little girl with a wise
shake of her head, and her diminutive little
person elevated to its utmost, glanced majes-
tically around. |

‘* Your own shadow, then—hey !” scream-

ed the boy from the post-top with a crazy
laugh, in which every boy joined, too. But
no matter—‘‘ Pugh !”’ was all the notice they
got from the wise one for their pains, anyhow.
However, she looked around upon the girls
and began her revelations very good na-
turedly. ‘* Well, I saw—there has certainly
somebody moved into the old Hilton house.”’
‘*Faugh, Louise Carl! call that news!”
sneered a scowling little girl who had been,
however, foremost of all to receive it, turning

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