. Nancy Lee . too much worried to reciprocateJanes gaiety. The girls will be awfully disap-pointed if we cant have the Valentine feature,1she said sadly. Cant have it! Jane drew back the screenwith a grandiloquent bow. Oh, maybe for aboutone minute I was mad enough to spoil somethingof yours, but I found something more amusing todo. Come in and see your Valentine Tree. Were going to take them all off, if you dontlike them, Nancy, said little Christina from thefloor beside the Heart Tree, where she sat work-ing busily under Janes direction. The Heart Tree was a bushy sapling whose barebranches
. Nancy Lee . too much worried to reciprocateJanes gaiety. The girls will be awfully disap-pointed if we cant have the Valentine feature,1she said sadly. Cant have it! Jane drew back the screenwith a grandiloquent bow. Oh, maybe for aboutone minute I was mad enough to spoil somethingof yours, but I found something more amusing todo. Come in and see your Valentine Tree. Were going to take them all off, if you dontlike them, Nancy, said little Christina from thefloor beside the Heart Tree, where she sat work-ing busily under Janes direction. The Heart Tree was a bushy sapling whose barebranches Nancy had trimmed with tiny blossomsof pink paper, and hung with heart-shaped bon-bon boxes. On the slender trunk was naileda sign which said, Picnickers shall be blind-folded before trying to pick off their was nothing especially original about theHeart Tree, but Nancy had thought that the awk-ward attempts of the girls to get off the hearts would make fun. Now half the Sweet-Hearts lay 298. COME IN AND SHE YOUR VALENTINE TREE SARAHS VERY OWN PARTY in a pile on the floor, and all sorts of queer heartshung in their places. Not everybody ought to get a Sweet-Heart, youknow, Nancy, explained Jane, viewing her im-provements admiringly. The whole fascinationof Sweet-Hearts, as far as Ive been able to dis-cover, lies in there never being enough of em togo round. So weve put on various other Hearts—Jane pointed to two of palestpink— Soft Hearts —Jane poked her finger intoa small heart-shaped cushion, whose double Chris-tina was stuffing— Broken Hearts, and Hearts Bleeding but not broken Jane dangled some realistic drops of blood contrived out of small redcandies. Its a Rule, of course, that you have totake the first Heart that you touch. And Ive re-written the lost valentine, or rather Ive writtenanother, and were going to label it the Heart ofa Kittie. Thats to tease K. Westervelt for havingbeen fooled by all my egregious remarks. I shallbe ti
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