Then came supper, dancing, and the usual Virginia Reel, led by Mr.Harlowe and Mrs.Gray, in which Hippy distinguished himself by a series of quaint and marvelous steps.
"One more good time to add to our dozens of others," said Miriam Nesbit softly as she kissed Grace good night.

"I feel to-night as though I could say with particular emphasis: 'Peace on Earth, Good Will Toward Men.'" "And I feel," said Hippy, who had overheard Miriam's low-toned remark, "as though I had been unjustly and unkindly treated.

I was cheated of over half my Christmas gifts by those unblushing miscreants known as David Nesbit, Reddy Brooks and Tom Gray.

Nora O'Malley helped them, too." "Jessica and Reddy, will you take me home to-night ?" asked Nora sweetly, edging away from the complaining Hippy.
"We shall be only too pleased to be your escort," Reddy answered with alacrity, casting a sidelong glance of triumph at Hippy.
"And I shall be only too pleased to annihilate Reddy Brooks for daring to suggest any such thing," retorted Hippy, striding toward the offending Reddy.
"Come, come, Hippy," laughed Mrs.Harlowe, who enjoyed Hippy's pranks as much as did his companions, "this is Christmas, you know.

Why not let Reddy live ?" "Very well, I will," agreed Hippy, "but only to please you, Mrs.
Harlowe.