re they
had chosen generals and sides, but Miss Davis, who was such a dear
teacher it was no wonder her pupils loved her, said that she would
allow them an extra ten minutes to make their plans.

"Then you must work ever so hard to cover the lost time," she told
them, slipping out of the room to speak to Miss May, while the boys and
girls began to chatter again.

Sunny Boy was made a general for one side, and Oliver took the other.
Perry Phelps and Jimmie Butterworth were on Sunny Boy's side and Jessie
Smiley and Dorothy Peters. There were three other boys and two more
girls in his army, too. Helen Graham, of course, was on Oliver's side,
and Carleton Marsh and Leslie Bradin. Lottie Carr and her sister were
on his side, also, and four other boys. That gave each side ten, you
see.

"I've been speaking to Miss May," announced Miss Davis, coming back to
her room when the ten minutes was up. "She thinks, instead of having
you children go home at noon and come back for your snowball fight,
that it will be better if you have lunch here and then go out to play
in the snow. Miss May will telephone every child's mother and ask
permission to have you stay here, and she is going to promise that you
will all be home by four o'clock. And now I want you to have the best
reading lesson we have had since Christmas."

The children liked to have luncheon in Miss May's blue and silver
dining-room. She invited them, one at a time, to have lunch with her,
and it was always a pleasant experience. And to-day it would be great
fun not to have to go home and come back again, but to be able to go
right out and begin their snow battle as soon as luncheon was over.

The rest of the morning went smoothly, and Miss Davis said she was glad
she had given them the extra recess, for they recited very nicely.
When the noon bell rang, it seemed strange instead of going to the
cloak room for coats and hats and rubbers, to go upstairs and wash
their hands and faces and then come downstairs and go into the
dining-room with Miss May and Miss Davis and have Maria bring in their
lunch.

"I'd like to have a table like this every noon," said Miss May, smiling
at the circle of little faces that went all around her big mahogany
table. "We'd both like it, shouldn't we, Miss Davis?"

"I think it would be lovely!" nodded Miss Davis, squeezing Sunny Boy's
hand. He sat next to her. "Think of all the questions we could
answer, Miss May."

Miss May