"And Oakdale is one of the nicest places in America," piped up Anne.
"Hurrah for Oakdale!" cried Hippy again.
"And Oakdale High School!" added Anne.
"And hurrah for the sponsor of the freshman class!" exclaimed Grace.
Whereupon they formed a circle, with Mrs. Gray in the middle, and danced about her laughing and singing:
"Hurrah for Mrs. Gray!"
The pretty, little old lady beamed happily upon her adopted family, as she called them.
"My darling children!" she cried. "Kiss me good night, every one of you, and we'll all go up to our beds."