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PRESCILA ALDON lived in a verry valuble pavilian in Tenessee. She was a buisy gerl, driveing her Shettling pones from hous too hous and carying lillies, raisens, robbins, rabits, aggs and menny other plesent an prety presants two sutch as wer in nead.

She wasent a fraid nuther off takeing a litle troubble whar thar was opertunity of makeing her nabours hapy.

She desided to oregonize a socity of Pansys. Consequensely she was going an comming hear an thare verry ofen and writeing leters, hopeing two recieve manny menbers like other socitys. She securred meny honary nembers two. So she ocupied herself til Febwary, wen the aniversary of the socity came. Then it was reccomended that the anniversity should be selebrated by an entetainment of adreses, resiting peaces, musec, bone fiers, ice creems, punkin pise and chickins and that all Pansys should ware thare bages and collors and that no teaseing or plaging boy be aloud too com til he promiced too lieve everry folt to home an bring towells and sope to cleen the durty dishes.

Sence sum wouldent concent, thay wer not permited two com. But the selebration was a grate sucess an Prescila was hapy.

[Mabel L. Thomas and Maude Lincoln have mastered the mistakes of the Queer Story.]

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