all else aside she skipped on with Polly.

Along the road jogged a buggy, and the driver stared at the unusual
sight. Then he stopped his horse.

"What's up?" he called out. "Is it a boardin'-school or a lunatic
asylum?"

Polly and Miss Sterling came whirling toward him. "Neither, sir!"
answered Polly promptly. "We are dancing hikers!"

"Wh-at?" the man gasped.

But the laughing couple waltzed on.

Blue had gallantly claimed Juanita Sterling for her second dance,
and as they waltzed down to the street they saw the motorists whom
they had left beside the road driving toward them. The car
stopped, and Mr. Randolph and Miss Puddicombe stepped out.

"It was too tempting!" he exclaimed. "We couldn't go by. Is it a
free-for-everybody dance?"

"Of course it is!" answered Blue. "We are very glad to have you
stop and try it with us."

The Home President turned to his companion. "Will you come?" he
said.

She looked down with a scowl. "Why, Nelson, I can't dance on such