It was the day before Decoration Day and a good deal of time was taken up with practising on the recitations they were going to give at the Decoration Day exercises in the village. 'Lias had gone proudly into the schoolroom to show himself to Miss Benton. The little girls retired to their rock-pile and talked over their bitter disappointment, Ralph and the other boys absorbed in a game of marbles near them.
Pond would certainly never take a fancy to such a dreadfully grimy child! His new, clean clothes made him look all the worse, as though dirty on purpose! But he had made practically no impression on the layers of encrusted dirt, and the little girls looked at him ruefully. oh! his face! his hair! his hands! his finger-nails! The little fellow had evidently tried to live up to his beautiful new raiment, for his hair had been roughly put back from his face, and around his mouth and nose was a small area of almost clean skin, where he had made an attempt at washing his face. He had been wearing all winter a pair of cast-off women's shoes.įrom a distance he looked like another child. The girls gazed at him with pride as he came on the playground, walking briskly along in the new shoes, which were just the right size. He wore the gray trousers and the little blue shirt the trousers were a little too long, the shirt a perfect fit.
They now quite enjoyed the mystery about who had made them, and were full of agreeable excitement as the little figure was seen approaching down the road. All the little girls went early to school the next day, eager for the first glimpse of 'Lias in his new clothes.
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