"I can't write poems," said Harry, earnestly, "but I can gather up news,—and like that."
"Yes," said Marjorie, "that's what I mean. But it must be news about us court people, or maybe our families."
"Can't we make it up?" asked Hester.
"Yes, I s'pose so, if you make it real court like and grand sounding."
"What shall we call our paper?" asked King.
"Oh, just the Court Journal," replied Midget.
"I don't think so," objected Hester. "I think it ought to have a name like The Sand Club."
"The Jolly Sandboy," exclaimed Tom. "How's that?"
"But two of us are girls!" said Marjorie.
"That doesn't matter, it's just the name of the paper, you know. And it sounds so gay and jolly."