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That hat most irritated their lone observer at the somewhat distant upstairs backThe important importance of Herbert and his friend was so extre broad back yards; in fact, there was sometimes reason to suspect that the two perforoaded condition; and that they deliberately increased the outrageousness of their importance on her account And upon the Saturday of that week, when the notebook writers were upon the fence the greater part of the afternoon, Florence's fascinated indignation beca beside anotherof the rooly

"What are, Florence?"

"Cousin Herbert and that nasty little Henry Rooter"

"Are you watching theain?" her mother asked

"Yes, I am," said Florence; and added tartly, "Not because I care to, but merely to amuse myself at their expense"

Mrs Atwater murmured, "Couldn't you find some other way to amuse yourself, Florence?"

"I don't call this arin "Think I'd spend all sworth Atwater, Junior, and that nasty little Henry Rooter, and call it amusement?"

"Then why do you do it?"

"Why do I do what, mamma?" Florence inquired, as in despair of Mrs Atwater's ever learning to put things clearly

"Why do you 'spend all your days' watching them? You don't seem able to keep away from the , and it appears to make you irritable I should think if they wouldn't let you play with theood heavens, mamma!"

"Don't use such expressions, Florence, please"

"Well," said Florence, "I got to use some expression when you accuse oodness mercy, mamma, I don't want to 'play' with 'eh you don't ever seeive me credit for it I don't haf to 'play' all the time, mamma: and anyway, Herbert and that nasty little Henry Rooter aren't playing, either"

"Aren't they?" Mrs Atwater inquired "I thought the other day you said you wanted the a newspaper reporter or editor or soo away Wasn't that it?"

Florence sighed "No, mamma, it cert'nly wasn't"