. St. Nicholas [serial] . n Betty and Letty were very little girls they wentwith their mama to board one summer in a tiny villagenestling among the Cumberland Mountains. Little girls were friendly in Oakton, so when Bettyand Letty and their brand-new sunbonnets wereswinging on the little cottage gate just ten minutes,they were on a friendly footing with Kitty Cloverforever, and were invited to her next party on thespot. Then merry days followed—playing in the meadows,gathering in the orchards, and romping on the hills,until they grew quite chubby and rosy. One morning a dozen of the little gir
. St. Nicholas [serial] . n Betty and Letty were very little girls they wentwith their mama to board one summer in a tiny villagenestling among the Cumberland Mountains. Little girls were friendly in Oakton, so when Bettyand Letty and their brand-new sunbonnets wereswinging on the little cottage gate just ten minutes,they were on a friendly footing with Kitty Cloverforever, and were invited to her next party on thespot. Then merry days followed—playing in the meadows,gathering in the orchards, and romping on the hills,until they grew quite chubby and rosy. One morning a dozen of the little girls, with big bas-kets dangling, went over to Brims Creek to gatherelderberries. Reaching the creek, the little mountainlassies took off shoes and stockings, preparing to gatherthe best and ripest along the edges of the water. ButBetty and Letty did not venture. Why dont you come in? cried the other girls. We—we dont want to, they faltered. You re fraid, said Mamie Black, contemptuously. y6o ST. NICHOLAS LEAGUE. [June,. JUNE DAYS. BY NANCY BURNHART, AGE 13. No, we aint, stoutly affirmed the two on shore,and they slowly drew off their shoes. Timidly they entered the water. They did not mindit nearer shore, but as they approached the middle, thewater reached their knees. Then poor Betty clung toshivering Letty in terror, declaring it most reachedher neck. Take me home; I just hate the country! shewailed. Letty and Betty had so often assumed their superi-ority as city girls who rode in lectric cars and elvators that the country girls were secretly de-lighted to see how crestfallen they were under thesecircumstances. Even if we aint stuck-up city folks, we aint scaredof worms and cows and gettin our feet wet, saidMamie Black, loftily. When Betty and Letty reached the shore, theywalked to the opposite side, gathered up their belong-ings, and, with empty baskets and storming little hearts,started slowly homeward. The others, repentant,stopped them, crying: You aint mad, are you? a
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