The morning the trophies were awarded in assembly, Mimi scrambled for a front seat. She didn’t want to miss a word. She knew she would be able to hear Dr. Barnes and Miss Bassett no matter where she sat, but she wanted to hear what Dit mumbled. Some day she would be winning a tournament and she wanted to know how to accept it. When Dit said, “thank you,” and reached out her hand for the trophy, Mimi tingled to the tips of her toes.
She was even happier weeks later when the Annual was out to make another discovery. Instead of her picture on Blue Boy being in the beauty section by Chloe’s, it was in the sports section opposite Dit’s. That was even better.
CHAPTER XX
ROOF GARDEN PARTY
The roof garden party was not begun as the social affair it turned out to be. In the beginning it was strictly a business proposition. The party was an outgrowth of a “Be Beautiful” campaign Mimi herself started.
If Mimi had known the series of exciting events which hinged on the innocent purchase of a bottle of mange cure, she might never have bought it. She might have let dandruff stay in her hair and freckles continue to splotch the bridge of her nose.
What to wear at the growing-closer-every-day Commencement affairs turned Mimi’s thoughts from her term themes, two highly important letters from Daddy and Mother Dear, and a reprimand from Mrs. Cole for disturbing study hall.
“I can’t wear white for Commencement and look decent with freckles. I don’t look nice in white.”
“Who cares?” Sue teased. “To hear you rave, one would think you were going to graduate, or something.”
“Well, I am going to improve my looks. Miss Bassett was talking to us today about our hair and nails. She said my posture had improved this year. Beginning tonight, I am going to brush my hair one hundred strokes every night before I retire.”
“Yeh, I did that once myself—once was about all.”