“It is our desire to state at the start that this paper does not intend to dabble in the muddy pool of politics.”
Miss MacLauren heartily indorsed the proposed paper, and like Miss Kilrain, felt that it would be a proper field for unused talent.
But her preference for a staff position was not consulted. Rosalie, however, became part of that body. Rosalie was a favourite with Miss Kilrain. Hattie, the hitherto shining light, was detailed to secure subscribers; was this all that honours in Algebra, Latin, and Chemistry could do for one?
Miss MacLauren found herself on a committee for advertisements. By means of advertisements, Miss Kilrain proposed to make the paper pay for itself.
The treasurer, because of a proper anxiety over this question of expenditure, was chairman; in private life the treasurer was Lucy—Lucy Berry.
“Write to this address,” said Miss Kilrain to the committee, giving them a slip of paper. “I met one of the firm when he was in the city last week to see a friend of mine, Professor Bryan, on business.” Miss Kilrain, always gave the details of her private happenings to her listeners. “Just mention my name in writing, and say I told you to ask for an advertisement.”
The Chairman gave the slip to Miss MacLauren to attend to. Miss MacLauren had seen the name before on all the new text-books this year introduced into the High School.
“How will I write this?” Emmy Lou inquired of Uncle Charlie that night. “This letter to the International School Book Company?”
“What’s that?” asked Uncle Charlie.
Emmy Lou explained.