while she was at school that afternoon, had told Hale before he
left and she had a surprise for little June. Together they went
down the street and into the chief store in town and, to June's
amazement, Mrs. Crane began ordering things for "this little
girl."

"Who's a-goin' to pay fer all these things?" whispered June,
aghast.

"Don't you bother, honey. Mr. Hale said he would fix all that with
your pappy. It's some coal deal or something--don't you bother!"
And June in a quiver of happiness didn't bother. Stockings,
petticoats, some soft stuff for a new dress and TAN shoes that
looked like the ones that wonderful young woman wore and then some
long white things.

"What's them fer?" she whispered, but the clerk heard her and
laughed, whereat Mrs. Crane gave him such a glance that he retired
quickly.

"Night-gowns, honey."

"You SLEEP in 'em?" said June in an awed voice.

"That's just what you do," said the good old woman, hardly less
pleased than June.

"My, but you've got pretty feet."

"I wish they were half as purty as--"