"How about the proportion to-night ?" "The market seems pretty strong on proportion to-day, Patty, dear; your housekeeping is beginning wonderfully well.

That little dinner you gave us was first-class in every respect, and the simple refreshments you had this evening were very pretty and graceful." "Don't praise me too much, papa, or I'll grow conceited." "You'll get praise from me, my lady, just when you deserve it, and at no other time.

Now, skip along to bed, or you'll have too great a proportion of late hours." With a good-night kiss Patty went singing upstairs, feeling sure that she was the happiest and most fortunate little girl in the world.
So impressed was she with her realisation of this fact that she announced it to Marian.
Marian looked at her curiously.
"You _are_ fortunate in some ways," she said; "but the real reason you're always so happy, I think, is because of your happy disposition.

A great many girls with no mother or brother or sister, who had all the care and responsibility of a big house, and whose father was away all day, would think they had a pretty miserable life.

But that never seems to occur to you." "No," said Patty contentedly; "and I don't believe it ever will." The next morning Patty devoted all her energy to getting ready for the Tea Club.