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school. City children can realize nothing
about these things, but the advent of a new
scholar in an obscure country district marks
a very era in its times; and little Alice Lisle,
with her sweet face and fanciful garments,
would have attracted notice any where. Liz-
zie Hale watched her with her great good-
natured face, and pitied her loneliness till the
tears came into her eyes. Little Louise Carl
planted her two elbows on her desk and be-
gan shaping out her history. ‘ Yes,’’ said
Louise in her own mind, ‘* she must be some
fairy to begin with. I wonder what fairies
are! some outlandish folk, I suppose ; some-
body said they lived under ground, and that
is what the spangles mean; all the story
fairies wear them—gold and silver come from
there. Perhaps she’s a Turk though, they’re
famous for loose trowsers. But then, I always
hated Turks. No, I’ll make believe she’s