for all children, to keep your clothes clean and so save on extra work for Martha. I am surprised thoughtless!"

that you are so

We were to learn that Aunt Louise could. always justify her imposition of punishment or ridiculous clothes and make it appear that we we being unreasonable and thoughtless of the comfort of others.

After breakfast, our aunt herself took the four of us up to the nursery, as she called it, and supervised us dressing for school. When she first mentioned school, Babs and I were aghast, at once objecting and saying that it was holiday time for us, that we had just finished our school-

ing for the term. Aunt's answer to that was that was back in London; here we would be in the schoolroom along with Carol and Mabel, and Miss Davenport would decide when it was holiday time. Anyway, she added, holidays were bad for children, as they only got idle and up to mischief, unless their spare time was properly supervised!

The four of us children had each other unbutton our playsuits and on order took them off, standing before each other in just our girlish looking underwear. The girls were given blouses, gray bloomers and matching gym tunics, the regular uniform of most British schoolgirls. The

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gray tunics were decorated with red braid and a red girdle with tassles round their waists. Babs looked pleased at the conventional clothing again, instead of the silly playsuit, but her face fell when both girls were handed plain white pinafores to put on over their tunics.

As for Carol and I, we were made to dress in very sissy white blouses with large white round collars edged with very delicate lace. They were made in the fashion of blouses which boy children used to wear back in the mid-Victorian period. I was in despair, but cheered up a little when we had to put on gray pants matching the girls' tunics. The pants were short, which was a disappointment, but at least they were boys' pants with pockets and fly and everything. To match the girls' tunics they were decorated with three buttons in red down the sides of the legs. I mentioned that I had graduated to long trousers and could I not wear my outfit of yesterday, but Aunt Louise icily said that I was too young for Long trousers. Trying to be grownup before my time! Aunty tied a red bow under our floppy collars, then handed us matching gray jackets edged with red braid. The jackets were again like a little boy's, being collarless and fitting under the wide collars of our blouses. Neverthless

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