bet they will all be around to see you."

The next day, Sunday, I put on my prettiest dress, a white organdy with a satin underskirt, with a narrow red velvet ribbon laced around the neckline, and around the cuffs of the long full sleeves, each one tied in a pretty little bow, and white stockings and pumps with two-inch heels, and a little red velvet ribbon in my hair. I felt wonderfully feminine, and with just a little lip- stick and makeup Mother said I was a charming little girl. About 4:00 o'clock that afternoon, Harold called on the phone and asked if he and some of the fellows could come over.

"What shall I say, Mother?" I implored, holding my hand over the phone.

"Why, invite them, of course!" she replied. "You knew yest- erday afternoon that this was likely to happen, so you might as well get it over with now.

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"Yes, Harold, " I replied over the phone, "come whenever you

"We'll be right over!" he replied, hanging up the phone.

As soon as I put down the phone Mother came in and looked over to see if my makeup was alright, and that I otherwise looked my best. Her hasty inspection had hardly been completed when the front door bell rang.

"Your company has arrived," Mother said, "go and let them in while I fix some refreshments."

I went to the door, and I must confess that my knees were shaking, and I was extremely nervous.

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"Come in boys," I invited, "I'm glad to see you all I managed to say as Harold and four other boys with whom he had run around filed in on the porch and took seats.

I smoothed my skirts and sat down in a straight chair, keep- ing both feet flat on the floor with my knees together. Harold and two of the boys sat in the porch swing, and the other two sat in the rocking chairs. For a few minutes nothing was said.

"I told the boys about you being dressed in girl's clothes,

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