A MIDNIGHT ANNOUNCEMENT
JUANITA STERLING was forced to hear much bantering in regard to her prolonged ride with the Home president; but she received it with the utmost good humor. Not even to Mrs. Albright did she hint of the happiness that had come to her. It would be known soon enough; to-day the joy was hers and hers alone.
"What would Blanche Puddicombe have said to see you go gallivant'n' off to Bryston with her lover!" cried Miss Crilly. "I wish she could have, I just wish she could have! 'T would have been a picnic, sure! Are you goin' again, Miss Sterling?"
Juanita Sterling laughed, her cheeks coloring prettily. "He didn't ask me to go to-day."
"Too bad!" cried the tease. "But she blushes, so I guess she'll go when he does ask her."
"Perhaps she's trying to cut out Miss Puddicombe," suggested Miss
Major.
"She hasn't told us a thing he said to her," winked Miss Mullaly.
"They had time for lots of love scenes all those long miles'"
"An auto isn't the best place in the world for love-makin'," giggled Miss Crilly.
"Now you stop bothering her!" cried Mrs. Albright. "We'd every one of us give our eye-teeth for such a ride with the president, and you know it!"
"My! I guess we would!" Miss Crilly performed a pirouette. "I'd run my feet off to get into the car!"