. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . avy—the morethat she had now seen the medal. It was asilver medal that said Merit. It was aroundKitty McKoeghanys neck. And Kitty tossed her head. And when, atrecess, she ran, the medal swung to and fro onits ribbon. And the big girls all stopped Kittyto look at the medal. There was a condition attached to the gain-ing of the medal. Upon receiving it one hadto go foot. But that mattered little to KittyMcKoeghany. Kitty climbed right up again. And Emmy Lou peeped surreptitiously atthe blue ribbon in her Second Reader. Andat home she placed her dolls in line and s
. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . avy—the morethat she had now seen the medal. It was asilver medal that said Merit. It was aroundKitty McKoeghanys neck. And Kitty tossed her head. And when, atrecess, she ran, the medal swung to and fro onits ribbon. And the big girls all stopped Kittyto look at the medal. There was a condition attached to the gain-ing of the medal. Upon receiving it one hadto go foot. But that mattered little to KittyMcKoeghany. Kitty climbed right up again. And Emmy Lou peeped surreptitiously atthe blue ribbon in her Second Reader. Andat home she placed her dolls in line and speltthe back lessons faithfully, with comfort in herknowledge of them. And the old battereddoll, dear to her heart, wore oftenest a medalof shining tinfoil. For even Hattie, in one ofKittys off weeks, had won the medal. It was late In the year when a rumour ranaround the Second Reader room. The trus-tees were coming that day to visit the school. Emmy Lou wondered what trustees asked Hattie. Hattie explained. They[66]. 4 EMMY LOU are men, in black clothes. You darent movein your seat. Theyre something like minis-ters. Hattie knew everything. Will they come here, in our room ? askedEmmy Lou. It was terrible to be at the frontdesk. Emmy Lou remembered the music still pointed his bow at her on Fridays. Of course, said Hattie; compny al-ways comes to our room. Which was true, for Dear Teachers roomwas different. Dear Teachers room seemedalways ready, and the Principal brought com-pany to it accordingly. It was after recess they came—the Principal,the Trustee (there was just one Trustee), anda visiting gentleman. There was a hush as they filed in. Hattiewas right. It was like ministers. The Princi-pal was in black, with a white tie. He alwayswas. And the Trustee was in black. Herubbed his hands and bowed to the SecondReader Class, sitting very straight and the visiting gentleman was in black, witha shiny black hat. The Trustee was a big man, and his face
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