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The train upon which Will Smith was expected was not due until twelve-thirty, so, since he could not go swi forbidden, Wallie went upstairs to put the finishing touches on a lemonade tray of japanned tin which he had painted and intended presenting to Mr Cone

The design was his own, and very excellent it seemed to Wallie as he stopped at intervals and held it fro clouds a e roses was tossed carelessly, with a brown slug on a leaf as a touch of realisifts unevenly, for not only did Wallie paint but he wrote poetry--free verse mostly; free chiefly in the sense that his contributions to the s--if not divinely, at least so acceptably that his services were constantly asked for charity concerts

In addition to these he had olf, and shuffle-board Besides, Mr Appel was his only dangerous opponent on the bowling alley, and he had learned to ride at the riding academy

Now, as he worked, he speculated as to whether he had ihed at him He could not dismiss her from his mind and the incident rankled He told hih to appreciate hi of his talents or of his popularity She would learn that to be singled out by hi, and he did not consider hile each tihter in her eyes--actual derision he feared it was Then he had an idea, a very clever one it see and he would go down and exhibit the cabbage roses They would be praised and she would hear it It was nearly ti, anyhow

Bearing the lee it, Wallie stepped out of the elevator and stood in the wide doorway, agreeably aware that he was a pleasing figure in his artist's s scarf which he always put on when he painted

No one noticed hi the return of the "Smith boy," and the five dollars which Mr Appel, the railway nate, had unexpectedly contributed to the purse that he was going to present to hiuests