"I had round, staring blue eyes and a fat face.

I wore my hair down my back in curls--that is, when it was done up on curlers the night before--and it was almost tow color.

I had red cheeks and was ashamed of them, and my stocky, square-shouldered figure was anything but sylphlike.

I was not beautiful, but I was very well satisfied with myself, and to call me 'Fatty' was to offer me deadly insult.

That is about as much as I can remember," finished the stout girl.
"Really, Elfreda, while you were describing yourself I could fairly see you," smiled Arline.
"Now it's your turn," reminded Elfreda.