"The Three Musketeers" were gorgeous to behold in their square-cut costumes, high boots and wide feathered hats, but the sensation of the evening was "Peter Rabbit," who came to the dance attired in his little blue, brass-buttoned jacket, brown khaki pantaloons and what seemed to be the identical shoes he lost in Mr.
McGregor's garden.

His mask was a cunning rabbit's head that was drawn down and fastened at the neck by a funny soft tie.

Who "Peter Rabbit" was and where he had managed to lay hands on his costume was a matter for discussion that night.
The suspense of not knowing who was who ended with the unmasking after the eighth dance, and amid exclamations and little shrieks of laughter the masqueraders stood face to face.
"Elfreda Briggs! I might have known you would," laughed Arline Thayer, shaking hands with "Sherlock Holmes," while Miriam Nesbit thankfully lifted "Joan of Arc's" helmet and took off her mask.
"You're a perfectly darling 'Fauntleroy,'" admired Elfreda.

"I suppose Ruth was 'Sara Crewe.'" "Yes," returned Arline Thayer.

"Here come those eight white figures!" she exclaimed.