rd brought
home all sorts of goodies to make the candies with. He came home early
that they might begin in the afternoon.

All the Maynard family went to work, and Ellen and Sarah helped some,
too.

They made all sorts of candies that could be formed with the right shape
and size for mottoes.

Rosy Posy, who loved to cut paper, snipped away at the sheets of printed
verses, and really helped by cutting the couplets apart, all ready to be
tucked into the papers with the candies.

The result of their labors was a big box of lovely-looking "mottoes,"
all neatly twisted into fringed or scalloped papers of bright colors.

King proposed that Midget should have a restaurant at the Bazaar, and
serve macaroni, and mackerel, muskmelons, and milk.

But Mr. Maynard said he feared that would necessitate medicine and
medical attendance.

CHAPTER XX

THE CHARITY BAZAAR

The Bazaar opened Thursday afternoon, and was to continue the rest of
the week. As it was for a public charity, the whole town was interested,
and the Town Hall, where the Bazaar was held, was gaily decorated for
the occasion.

Marjorie was allowed to stay home from school, and in the morning she
went over to the hall to take her contributions and to help Miss
Merington arrange the booth.

Uncle Steve had responded nobly to Marjorie's letter asking him to send
her some M things. A box came to her by express, and in it were some
Indian beaded moccasins that were unique and beautiful. Then there were
several pocket mirrors and hand mirrors; half a dozen mousetraps; a
package of matches; some funny masks, and a plaster cast of "Mercury."

There was also a large wicker thing shaped like the arc of a circle. At
first Marjorie didn't know the name of this, though she had seen them
used to protect carriage wheels.

"Why, it's a mudguard!" cried Mr. Maynard. "How clever of old Steve!"

Also in the box were some mufflers, which Grandma Sherwood had made by
neatly hemming large squares of silk.

Mr. Maynard had brought Marjorie some inexpensive pieces of jewelry,
which, he told her, were Florentine mosaics, and so, with all her M's,
the little girl had a fine lot of wares to contribute.

James took them over to the hall for her, and Miss Merington was greatly
pleased.

"You're a worth-while assistant," said the young lady, as she bustled
about, arranging her pretty booth.

True to the spirit of the plan, Miss Merington had made her booth of
mauve-