So when the night of the reception came, Betty took quite as much satisfaction in seeing Jeanette in the lovely and becoming frock as she did in wearing her own beautiful new one.
And when Jeanette received the prize for her wonderfully well-done recitation, Betty squeezed her mother’s hand and looked up at her with eyes fairly beaming in triumph at the thought that she had made it possible for Jeanette to win.
V
THE PALACE OF TIME
“I think the club ought to be for something that will improve our minds,” said Constance Harper.
“Well, I don’t!” declared Lena Carey; “we get our minds improved in school. I cram improvement every day, until my mind is fairly bursting with it. I think the club ought to be just for fun.”
“I think so, too,” agreed Betty. “At least, I don’t vote for the improvement part. My mind needs improvement, goodness knows! But I don’t believe we’d ever get much out of a club of our own.
“But I do think it ought to be for something besides just fun,” went on Betty.
“What do you mean?” demanded Lena. “If you don’t study or have papers, what can you do but have fun?”
“Why, it might be for charity,” suggested Jeanette Porter.
“Yes,” said Betty; “that’s what I mean. We can have lots of fun getting up things for charity, and do good besides.”