Marguerite Verne was indeed the crowning deity on that happy
morning, as she replied to the many little speeches intended for her
benefit, and as the color came and went she was truly worthy of all
the admiration then and there bestowed.
She is in striking contrast to Louise Rutherford whose black
cashmere costume forms an effective back-ground.
Marguerite's delicate cream-colored morning robe is also relieved by
the shades of garnet worn by the others.
Much real happiness is exhibited as one looks upon every countenance
within the radius of her smiles. No jealousy lurks upon the brow of
any. Thrice happy Marguerite! The secret of making others happy lies
within the confines of your own unselfish nature!
"Well, girls, I declare, you have not told me one bit of news.
Surely there must be something going on worth talking about,"
exclaimed a new comer who had pounced in upon the company _sans
ceremonie_.
"Nothing much, Josie," returned Marguerite, "we have just been
having an old-fashioned chat, and I am not sorry to say gossip has
been at a discount."
"Oh, you bad girl! Now, had that been Louise I would have been
'hoppin', but, girls, you see, we take everything from Madge.
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