Then all sorts of orangey things that were good to eat, and orange-colored fancy articles beside.
Miss Merington had brought lovely dolls dressed in orange color, beautiful silk college flags, and cushions representing the college that sports that color, books bound in orange, and orange-colored fans and scarfs. Miss Merington, herself, looked lovely in her orange gown, and she told Marjorie and Delight that they were the most attractive things under her tree.
Marjorie had had a brilliant idea for their tree, and she told Miss Merington that she would attend to it all herself, and surprise her. The idea was to serve orangeade.
She had brought from home her mother’s pretty little glass cups, and the way she proposed to exhibit the orangeade was the novelty. With Thomas’ help she had taken a large cube of ice, and hollowed out the centre, until it was a sort of square tub.
She had done this by heating a tin bread-pan very hot, and melting out the inner portion of the ice.
Though she had never seen this done, and had only read about it in a magazine, the experiment proved successful, and the ice receptacle was like a large square tub of glass.
Thomas brought it over in triumph, and it was set in place on a gridiron concealed by a bed of green leaves. These leaves also concealed a big pan which was to catch the water as the ice melted from the warmth of the room.
But the sides and bottom of the ice bowl were about four inches thick, so it was bound to last for several hours, anyway.
“How are you getting on?” said King, coming along, as Midget arranged the glasses prettily on a tray.
“Fine! The ice well is great! See how nice it looks. Thomas has gone back home for the orangeade. Ellen made it, so it’s sure to be good.”