te of all the make-believe. Then Annie ran to a vase of artificial

er-doctor-merchant-chief-rich man-poor man-beggar man-thief--'" She sto

aid Mary Warren reprovingly. "And of course we oughtn't

ly changing, drew apar

et, you might say-they canned me yesterday! Yes! that's the truth. I wasn't going to tell you-you look

"You'll never have to toss a copper for a husba

what does it get me? Time passes. Where are we pr

got saved up, Mary?"

ghty cents," said Mary, not needing to consu

ings is fifty-eight dollars and seventy-fiv

't feel blue-why, to-morrow we'll b

rd! It ain't so far off, this ad in Hearts Aflame! What you re

yet," said Mary Warren,

s have happened. Y

ren slowly; but her color rising yet more as

'm not sore. You came of a better family, and so it'll

street wraps. Mary Warren sat silent, the dark l

. "I'd be robbing him, even then!" S