It was dreadful to have some one spread the story of our circus, and just what we intended to have, when we wanted the whole thing to be a surprise." "Really, I think the person who told the tales did us a good turn after all," laughed Grace.

"The girls were ever so much more anxious to attend the bazaar after they heard of the circus.

Every girl loves 'Alice in Wonderland,' I think.

And then the Sphinx is a first-class surprise." "Isn't it funny ?" chuckled Arline, who, in her short, white, embroidered dress, pale blue sash, blue silk stockings and heelless blue kid slippers, her golden hair hanging in curls, tied up on one side with a blue ribbon, looked exactly as Lewis Carroll's immortal Alice might have looked if she had been inspired with life.
"Alice" was allowed to show herself to the public before the performance, and on catching sight of Grace had run across the gymnasium to her in true little girl fashion.
Never before had Overton's big gymnasium been so peculiarly and gayly arrayed.

At one end a numerous band of gypsies had pitched their tents and here Grace and Miriam, garbed in the many-colored raiment of the Zingari, jingled their tambourines in their familiar but ever-popular Spanish dance, and read curious pink palms itching to know the future.
Adjoining the gypsy encampment was a doll shop, over which the cunning freshman, Myra Stone, dressed as a sailor doll, presided.