Perhaps you will cheer me up." "Betty needs some one of the sterner sex to cheer her," said Alice, mischievously, her eyes twinkling.

"Don't you think so, Lydia ?" "Of course," answered Lydia.

"When I get blue--" "Please spare me," interrupted Betty, holding up her hands in protest.

"I have not a single doubt that your masculine remedies are sufficient for all your ills.

Girls who have lost their interest in the old pleasures, who spend their spare time in making linen and quilts, and who have sunk their very personalities in a great big tyrant of a man, are not liable to get blue.