up your minds," exclaimed a good-natured looking maiden of
seventeen, who had been trying to convince her audience that they
had not selected the most fashionable characters for the coming
parlor entertainment.

"That's just what I always have said, Mattie. You know well what
Damon proposes Pythias will ever agree to," ventured another devotee
with a "cute" little face, tiny hands and tiny feet, with decisive
tone and dignity of manner showing that she was beyond the ordinary
type of girlhood, whose highest ambition is to have a good time,
cheat her teachers out of as many lessons as she can, and walk,
skate and dance, with a train of admirers ever at her command.

Helen Rushton was a native of Halifax and had been bred upon
strictly conservative principles, but there was an innate generosity
of heart that converted them into a happy medium.

She had relatives in St. John, and hearing much of its advantages
And disadvantages, had accepted an invitation to see for herself,
And now, after six months had been passed amid the grateful breezes
and invigorating fog, she dreaded the approaching season, which
demanded her return home.

Marguerite Verne was indeed the crowning deity on that happy
morning, as she replied to the many little speeches intended for her
benefit, and as the color came and went she was truly worthy of all
the admiration then and there bestowed.

She is in striking contrast to Louise Rutherford whose black
cashmere costume forms an effective back-ground.