ALL HALLOWE'EN "Anne," called a chorus of boys' and girls' voices, "come out and have some fun.

Have you forgotten it's Hallowe'en ?" The door of the Pierson cottage opened and Anne appeared on the threshhold.
"I can't," she answered; "I must study to-night." "Oh, bother lessons!" exclaimed Grace Harlowe.

"Skip them, for once, and join the crowd.

We are going Hallowe'ening.

Mother allowed it because David Nesbit and Reddy Brooks are along to look after us." Anne looked longingly at the little company.
"I'll come," she sighed, "although it was my algebra I was working on.
You know Miss Leece hates me, and, if I slip up, she'll be much harder than any of the other teachers." "Hang Miss Leece!" said David promptly.
"Well, let's hang her, then," exclaimed Nora.