StNicholas [serial] . just all thereis about it. But how can you help it, if your paper isconsidered best ? her mother asked. Just this way : I m not goingto have it ready in time. Why, Gertrude ! But I cantpermit that. You must! Now, mama., please dont sayI must; for it is hard enough asit is, I can tell you. But I vethought hard for the last hour,and I ve made up my d like to get that watch justas much as any girl in the schoolwould, but not if I have to winit from Alice. Well, tell me your plan, dear;and if it be a wise one, I will notgainsay it. There is nt much plan to it— only jus


StNicholas [serial] . just all thereis about it. But how can you help it, if your paper isconsidered best ? her mother asked. Just this way : I m not goingto have it ready in time. Why, Gertrude ! But I cantpermit that. You must! Now, mama., please dont sayI must; for it is hard enough asit is, I can tell you. But I vethought hard for the last hour,and I ve made up my d like to get that watch justas much as any girl in the schoolwould, but not if I have to winit from Alice. Well, tell me your plan, dear;and if it be a wise one, I will notgainsay it. There is nt much plan to it— only just this: We girls are allto hand in our papers by nextFriday afternoon, and Miss Casesends them to Mrs. Colburn atonce. If any girl fails to havehers prepared in time, she is ntin it — that s all, said Gertrude,unconsciously giving way, toslang in her earnestness. Mypaper is all written, but I shanthave it copied, and when MissCase asks for it I can say itis nt ready. That will be true, 1900. THE COLBURN PRIZE. 407. perhaps that was her way of having delightful TIMES, SAID ALICE. (see page 409.) too; and, after it is all over, I can copy it andexplain to Miss Case; for I dont want her tothink I m careless. My dear, dear little daughter! was all said. But Gertrude knew her plan was approved,and, jumping up, said: Now I m easy in my mind, and I m goingstraight to bed, and to sleep, too, for I could ntsleep one wink so long as all that was bubblingin my brain. The next Friday afternoon fourteen eagergirls gathered in the assembly-room to handMiss Case their papers. They were varied andvarious as to style, neatness, and composition. One after the other handed hers as her namewas called from the roll-book, and when itcame Gertrudes turn a murmur of surprise anddismay arose at her reply : Mine is not quite ready, Miss Case. Ihave nt copied it yet. Not copied it, Gertrude ? And Miss Caselooked up in blank amazement No, Miss Case, it is not ready. Gertrudelooked down at


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