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-- "Well, you needn't, if you don't want to; but I didn't know but you'd like to see that--what I's going to bring." "But I can't be naughty, and get tied to the bed-post," said I, thoughtfully. "Is that what you's going to bring, something I never saw in all my life, Lize Jane?" "Yes, I'm certain sure you never." And she made up another delicious face, that filled the air around with sweet visions. "And would you bring it if I didn't ask but--but--two girls?" "No, I don't _think_ I could," replied Lize Jane, squinting her eyes in deep meditation. "I don't hardly think I _could_; but if you had four girls I'd bring it, and _risk_ it." "Four 'thout you?" "No, me 'n three more, if you're so dreadful scared." That settled the matter. With my usual rashness I cried out,-- "Well, I'll ask 'em." CHAPTER V. THE PARTY. I went to bed that night in great excitement, and I dare say did not get to sleep for ten minutes or so. What strange thing was this I was about to do? "Well," said I, "it's only four girls, that's all. I know my mamma 'd be glad to have me have 'em, but I don't dare ask her; so I'll have 'em _'thout_ asking. She says she wants her little daughter to be happy. That's what she says; but she don't give me no pairsol. How'd she 'spect I's goin' to be happy? But I could be some happy if I had four girls,--not a party, but four girls." The next day was Saturday, the day I had agreed upon with Lize Jane. I chewed my bonnet-strings all the way to school, and never invited Fel till we got into the entry. At recess I asked Abby Gray and Dunie Foster; that made up the four girls. But when school was out, I happened to think I might as well have a few more, and singled out Sallie Gordon, Mary Vance, and Anna Carey; but Phebe Grant was standing close by, and I knew she would be "mad" if I didn't ask her; and after that I flew about and dropped invitations right and left, till I entirely forgot that I was doing it without leave. "I want you to come to my house, to my party, to-morrow afternoon,"--began to sound perfectly proper. Instead of speaking _twice_ before I thought, I spoke thirty or forty times. I didn't slight anybody. I asked all the First and Second Reader classes, and the little specks of girls in A B C. They all looked very much pleased. Some of them had never been invited to a party before, and didn't know enough to find the way to "my house;" but I thought, while
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