Part 15 (1/2)
THE GLORIOUS FOURTH
THE BAZAAR
CHAPTER XI
BELLE RINGOLD
Whether Jessie Norwood actually ”had it,” as she proclaimed, or not, she kept very quiet about her discovery of what she believed to be a brand new idea She did not tell Aainst the rules of the contest
She wrote out her suggestion for the prize idea, sealed it in an envelope, and dropped it through the slit in the locked box in the parish house, placed there for that purpose It was not long to wait until the next evening but one
She rode down to the church in Momsy's car, an electric runabout, and waited outside the coirls and not a few of the boys of the parish, for there had been a prize offered, too, for the boy whoto use old said, with a toss of her bobbed curls
Did we introduce you to Belle? By this speech you may know she was a very confident person, not easily persuaded that her oas not always best She not only had her hair bobbed in the approved h to allow her to wear long, dangling earrings, and she favored acalled ”the serpentine slink” Belle thought she holly grown up
”They couldn't throw out my idea,” repeated Belle
”What is it, Belle, honey?” asked one of her chums
”She can't tell,” put in Amy, as present ”That is one of the rules”
”Pooh!” scoffed Belle ”Guess I'll tell if I want to That won't invalidate lad to use”You're just as sure as sure, aren't you?”
Miss Seylish teacher in school, came to the door of the committee room with a paper in her hand A semblance of order immediately fell upon the coestions of all those placed in the box, the two prize ideas And both are very good, I must say
Chippendale Truro! Is Chip here?”
”Yes, ma'am,” said Chip, as a snub-nosed boy whose chums declared ”all his brains were in his head”
”Chip, I think your idea is very good You will be interested to learn what it is, girls Chip suggests that all the waitresses and saleswomen at the lawn party wear masks--little black masks as one does at a uests And the coets the tennis racket in Mr Brill's sho”
”Cricky, Chip! how did you come to think of that?” demanded one of the boys in an undertone
”Well, they are going to be regular road-agents, aren't they?” asked the snub-nosed boy ”They take everything you have in your pockets at those fairs They ought to wear uns”
A this stateirl's prize--the sports coat at Letterblair's--goes to Jessie Norwood, on whose father's lawn the bazaar is to be held on the afternoon and evening of the Fourth of July”
At this announceold actually cried out: ”What's that?”
”Hush!+” coested that a tent be erected--her father has one stored in his garage--and that her radio set be placed in the tent and re-connected With an amplifier the concerts broadcasted from several stations can be heard inside the tent, and ill charge admission to the tent Radio is a new and novel form of ae patronage The coat is yours, Jessie”