CHAPTER XV.
KATY GETS A LETTER FROM LIVERPOOL.
Master Simon Sneed sat at the window when Katy returned, and she had to tell him all about it.

She pitied him, poor fellow, and she hoped the lesson would do him good.

She did not like to tell him so many unpleasant things, for they would wound his pride.
"Well, Katy, what did my friend the mayor say ?" asked Simon, as he joined her on the sidewalk.
"I am afraid you will not call him your friend after this," replied Katy.
"Why?
He had not the effrontery to refuse my reasonable request ?" "The what?
Please to use words that I can understand," said she, for she was not a little disgusted with Simon's big words, now she knew how much mischief they had done him.
"Didn't he give you the paper ?" "He did not." "I didn't think that of him.

It was shabby." "He said he did not know you.

But I showed him your paper, in which you had written down what you thought of yourself." "Well, what did he say to that ?" asked Simon, eagerly.
"I thought he would split his fat sides laughing.