"There are mighty fine girls in the high school." "I have seen several that I thought I would like to be friends with," said Linda, "but I am so lacking in feminine graces that I haven't known how to make advances, in the first place, and I haven't had the courage, in the second." "I wish my sister were not so much older than you," said Donald.
"How old is your sister ?" inquired Linda.
"She will be twenty-three next birthday," said Donald; "and of all the nice girls you ever saw, she is the queen." "Yes," she assented, "I am sure I have heard your sister mentioned.

But didn't you tell me she had been reared for society ?" "No, I did not," said Donald emphatically.

"I told you Mother j believed in dressing her as the majority of other girls were dressed, but I didn't say she had been reared for society.

She has been reared with an eye single to making a well-dressed, cultured, and gracious woman." "I call that fine," said Linda.

"Makes me envious of you.