t Polly;
but I would so like to fix your hair. If--Why, Aunt Polly!" But her aunt
was already out of sight down the hall.

It was toward the end of August that Pollyanna, making an early morning
call on John Pendleton, found the flaming band of blue and gold and
green edged with red and violet lying across his pillow. She stopped
short in awed delight.

"Why, Mr. Pendleton, it's a baby rainbow--a real rainbow come in to
pay you a visit!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together softly.
"Oh--oh--oh, how pretty it is! But how DID it get in?" she cried.

The man laughed a little grimly: John Pendleton was particularly out of
sorts with the world this morning.

"Well, I suppose it 'got in' through the bevelled edge of that glass
thermometer in the window," he said wearily. "The sun shouldn't strike
it at all but it does in the morning."

"Oh, but it's so pretty, Mr. Pendleton! And does just the sun do that?
My! if it was mine I'd have it hang in the sun all day long!"

"Lots of good you'd get out of the thermometer, then," laughed the man.
"How do you suppose you could tell how hot it was, or how cold it was,
if the thermometer hung in the sun all day?"

"I shouldn't care," breathed Pollyanna, her fascinated eyes on the
brilliant band of colors across the pillow. "Just as if anybody'd care
when they were living all the time in a rainbow!"

The man laughed. He was watching Pollyanna's rapt face a little
curiously. Suddenly a new thought came to him. He touched the bell at
his side.

"Nora," he said, when the elderly maid appeared at the door, "bring
me one of the big brass candle-sticks from the mantel in the front
drawing-room."

"Yes, sir," murmured the woman, looking slightly dazed. In a minute
she had returned. A musical tinkling entered the room with her as she
advanced wonderingly toward the bed. It came from the prism pendants
encircling the old-fashioned candelabrum in her hand.

"Thank you. You may set it here on the stand," directed the man. "Now
get a string and fasten it to the sash-curtain fixtures of that window
there. Take down the sash-curtain, and let the string reach straight
across the window from side to side. That will be all. Thank you," he
said, when she had carried out his directions.

As she left the room he turned smiling eyes toward the wondering
Pollyanna.

"Bring me the candlestick now, please, Pollyanna."

With both hands she brought it; and in a moment he was slipping off