“Coming to the entertainment Friday night?” asked Jennie of Fenn, when they were sipping the hot beverage.
“What entertainment?”
“The Y. M. C. A. is going to give one in the school auditorium. Moving pictures and some music. Alice and I are going.”
“Sure I’m coming,” Stumpy replied, though it was the first he had heard of it. But Stumpy wasn’t going to be left out if there were girls in it.
“Where you going?” asked Bart, overhearing the talk.
“Entertainment—school hall—Y. M. C. A.—Mov—ing pict—ures.”
The breaks Fenn made, in imparting the information, were caused by the sips of chocolate he took between his words.
“We’ll all go,” decided Bart. “We’ll be over our Christmas dinners by then.”
Finishing their chocolate the boys and girls walked together down the street on their way home. As they separated they wished each other the joys of the season.
Christmas, which came next day, was celebrated in Darewell much as it is celebrated every where in Christian lands. There was happiness in the homes of the four chums, not only at the gifts which they received, but also over those they gave. Each one remembered Mrs. Perry and her two girls, and, it is safe to say, it was the best Christmas the widow’s family had experienced since trouble came.