way up the aisle."

The whole scene grew on them as they talked and they waxed enthusiastic
over the details. They had learned that flowers to be used for
decoration should be picked the day beforehand and placed in water over
night so that the moisture should have time to force itself into the
stalks and to drive away the first wilting. They decided to gather all
the Queen Anne's Lace that they could find in all Rosemont, accepting
the help of all the children who had asked if they might help.

Mrs. Smith was building a new house, and Dorothy and the Ethels had
planted a flower garden on the new lot although the house was not yet
done. They had arranged to have a succession of pink blossoms. For
fear it would not turn out well because they had not been able to have
the soil put in as good condition as they wanted on account of the
disturbed state of the place with workmen constantly crossing, they had
tried another pink garden at Rose House, and the Ethels had planted
still another bed in their own yard.

"Among them all I should think we ought to find enough, if all the
blossoms don't take it into their heads to fall off the very day
before," said Ethel Brown gloomily.

"Don't talk that way!" insisted Ethel Blue. "We'll find lots of pink
flowers and Aunt Louise's drawing-room will look lovely."

"We can put some of the feathery white with it."

"And we must find some soft green somewhere. The coloring of the room
is so delicate that the pink and white effect will be charming," and
Helen leaned back against the tree trunk with a satisfied smile.

"The next point is that Aunt Louise says she'd be very glad if we'd all
assist at the reception just as we do at Mother's teas--handing things
to eat and being nice to people."

They all nodded their understanding of their duties.

"Are all of you girls going to be dressed alike?" asked Tom.

"No, sir. Delia is to be maid of honor. She's to wear the most
delicate shade of pink you can imagine. The Ethels are to have a shade
that is just a wee bit darker, and Margaret and I are to come last--"

"Being the tallest."

"--wearing real rose-colored frocks. It's going to be beautiful."

"I can easily believe it," declared James, making an attempt at a bow
that was defeated by the fact that he was lying on his back and found
the exploit too difficult to achieve. "I also seem to see you flitting
around the house under those pink decorations. You'll run the br