It was an oversight, of course, but I'm afraid it's too late to remedy it." Fred Ripley went away, furious with anger, for he already knew, as did everyone else in Gridley H.S., that Dick & Co.

were to be among the elect at the senior ball.

And Fred had been so sure of a card to the ball that he had gone to the length of inviting Clara Deane to accompany him to the affair.

That young lady had most joyously accepted.
Now, as he walked home with Miss Clara this afternoon, Fred suddenly broke out: "I say, Clara, you don't very much mind if we don't go to the senior ball, do you ?" "Yes," Miss Deane retorted.

"Why, what's the matter, Fred.