“Well, perhaps you do, but please don’t tell any one what you know.”
“All right, I promise,” Louise said, “but I will tell you two this much—you’re quite the sweetest children in the school, and I can’t tell you how much I and the rest of the Seniors appreciate all the things you have done for us this year.”
“I’ll tell you how you can—” laughed Lois “—by letting us help some more.”
It was now the Seniors’ turn to cheer, and they did it most heartily, calling each Freshman’s name in turn. Then Betty, who was very full of turkey and bananas, got up to make a speech.
“‘Friends, Romans and Countrymen,’” she began, “lend me your ears.” Then mimicking the chaplain, she continued: “My dear young friends, tonight has been one of the pleasures never to be forgotten. The bacon was perhaps not all that it might have been, but surely we can afford to overlook that in the face of this blessed turkey.”
“Somebody throw something at Betty; she’s off,” Angela called.
“Come and help reload,” suggested Connie.
With a few muttered remarks about an unappreciative audience, Betty brought her speech to a laughing close and turned to, with a will, to replace
the rugs and pillows. In a short time everything was in, and the wagon started for home.
It was a glorious ride. The Freshmen repeated their song and cheered and cheered the Seniors, and the Seniors returned the compliment.