AN EVENTFUL PICNIC It was summer and it was June.

There was to be a picnic, and Elizabeth was going.
Grandmother Brady had managed it.

It seemed to her that, if Elizabeth could go, her cup of pride would be full to overflowing; so after much argument, pro and con, with her daughter and Lizzie, she set herself down to pen the invitation.

Aunt Nan was decidedly against it.

She did not wish to have Lizzie outshone.