Edith Barton

The two gave a simultaneous shout and threw themselves bodily upon her.

The young lady was Miss Edith Barton.

She was Peggy's Sunday school teacher, and quite the loveliest lady, according to all three Clayton children, that ever lived.

It seems to me, said Miss Barton, after a moment's survey of the two flushed faces, that all is not quiet on the Potomac.

What's up, youngsters? We've both been cross, answered Peggy.

Her honesty did not incline her to take more than her share of the blame.

But the real trouble is that I wanted to ask Father if I couldn't have a party Thursday for Cora May, and I didn't get a chance.

Now I shan't see him till to-night, and that will be too late for the cook to know.