But eager as her appetite was it did not stop the active workings of her mind and she presently was struck by an idea which tried to force itself out through a mouthful of biscuit--with the usual amusing results.
"_Virginia!_" admonished her father.
Morrison laughed out like a boy and slapped his knee.
"Suppose we swallow--and try again." Virgie, thus adjured, concentrated her mind on the task--gulped, blinked, swallowed with pathetically straining eyes, and then smiled triumphantly.
"Excuse me, Daddy.

I guess I wasn't very polite." "Apology accepted.

What were you going to say ?" The child looked up with a sweetly serious look in her eyes that the two men recognized as the forerunner of true womanly thought for others.
"I was only goin' to ask the Colonel if he didn't think his men out there would like some of these _heavingly_ things to eat ?" she said plaintively.

"It must be terrible--jus' to look on!" "Well, bless your little heart," the Northerner cried.

"But don't you worry about the boys.