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With a proud air she crushingly departed, returning to her own home far from dissatisfied hat she had accoan to expand with the realization of a new iratified with the effect upon her parents, at dinner that evening, when she informed them that she had written a poem, which was to be published in the prospective first number of The North End Daily Oriole

"Written a poem?" said her father "Well, I declare! Why, that's relad the boys were nice about it," said her mother "I should have feared they couldn't appreciate it, after being so cross to you about letting you have anything to do with the printing-press They ood poem"

"Where is the poem, Florence?" Mr Atwater asked "Let's read it and see what our little girl can do when she really tries"

Unfortunately Florence had not a copy, and when she inforreatly disappointed as well as eager for the first appearance of The Oriole, that he hter's heretofore unsuspected talent Florence was herself anxious for the newspaper's début, and she made her anxiety so clear to Atwater & Rooter, Owners & Propreitors, every afternoon after school, during the folloeek, that by Thursday further argument and repartee on their part were felt to be indeed futile; and in order to have a little peace around there, they carried her downstairs At least, they defined their action as "carrying," and, having deposited her in the yard, they were obliged to stand guard at the doors, which they closed and contrived to hold against her until her strength orn out for that day

Florence consoled herself During the week she dropped in on all the randfather, uncles and aunts and cousins, her great-aunts and great-uncles--and in each instance, after no protracted forhtly remarked that she wrote poetry now; her first to appear in the forthco Oriole And when Great-Aunt Carrie said, "Why, Florence, you're wonderful! I couldn't write a poem to save hed, made a deprecatory little side motion with her head, and responded, "Why, Aunt Carrie, that's nothing! It just kind of comes to you"

This also served as her explanation when some of her school friends expressed their adh to one of the teachers she said, sht oil, "It does take work, of course!"