e to pick out my own escort." Then, turning to Clifford
Morse, she said:

"Skate with me, won't you, Cliff? We're a good team."

"We are that!" he replied, greatly pleased, if a little surprised at
Patty's invitation.

Kenneth and Roger grinned at each other, and then turned quickly to the
other girls, who had not heard the little parley.

Of course Roger skated with Clementine Morse, and Kenneth with Elise,
which arrangement quite satisfied the dark-eyed beauty.

"You look like Little Red Riding-hood," said Kenneth, as they started
off, with long, gliding strokes.

"Don't be a wolf, and eat me up," laughed Elise, for Kenneth had fur on
his cap and overcoat, and with his big fur gloves, seemed almost like
some big, good-natured animal.

"You skate beautifully, Elise," said Kenneth, "and all you girls do. Look
at Clementine; isn't she graceful?"

"Yes," agreed Elise, "and so is Patty."

"Patty," echoed Kenneth. "She is a poem on ice!"

She was, and Elise knew it, but a naughty little jealousy burned in her
heart at Ken's words.

She bravely tried to down it, however, and said: "Yes, she is. She's a
poem in every way."

"Well, I don't know about that. In some ways she's more of a jolly, merry
jingle."

"A nonsense rhyme," suggested Elise, falling in with his metaphor.

"Yes; how quick you are to see what I mean. Now, Clementine is a
lyric,--she glides so gracefully along."

"And I?" asked Elise, laughing at his witty characterisation.

"You? Well, I can't judge unless I see you. Skate off by yourself."

Elise did so, and Kenneth watched the scarlet-clad figure gracefully
pirouetting and skilfully executing difficult steps.

"Well?" she said, as she returned to him, and again they joined hands and
glided along in unison.

"Well, you're delightful on ice. You're a will o' the wisp."

"But I want to be a poem of some sort. The other girls are."

Kenneth smiled at the pretty, anxious face.

"You are a poem. You're one of those little French forms. A virelay or a
triolet."

Elise was a little uncertain as to what these were, exactly, but she
resolved to look them up as soon as she reached home. At any rate, she
knew Kenneth meant to be complimentary, and she smiled with pleasure.

Then the others joined them and they all skated together for a time, and
then the sun set, and Roger said they must go home.

He was a most reliable boy, and always took charge of their little
expeditions or outings. E