"How would Bliss-sylvania do?" asked Jack. "It's like Pennsylvania, you know, and would mean bliss and woods, and that would be saying that we had fun in the tree in the orchard."
"I don't know," began Miss Isabel doubtfully, but was overwhelmed by a chorus of applause from the three little girls, whom the name struck favorably.
"But how could we get on with so many s's in the middle?" asked Amy; "there are three right together."
"We could easily drop one, if that is the only drawback," said Miss Isabel, "and write it B-l-i-s-s-y-l-v-a-n-i-a. That is often done in spelling, and is called elision of a letter."
"It is lovely," cried all the little girls. "Jack, how did you come to think of it?"
Jack tried to look modest.
"Oh, I don't know," he said. "It just popped into my head."
"Like all great thoughts," added Miss Isabel. "We will make you mayor of Blissylvania, Jack. How about postage-stamps, girls and boy?"
"Oh, must we have stamps?" they asked.