[Gutenberg 31451] • A Little Question in Ladies' Rights

MARGERY was sitting under the cherry tree with a certain air of expectancy. She seemed to be waiting for something or some one. Willie Jones's head popped over the back fence and Willie Jones himself, a tin pail in one hand, dropped into the Blair yard and made for the cherry tree. But Margery still gazed earnestly, tensely, into nothing. Willie Jones, evidently, was not the object of her thoughts. "What's the matter, Margery?" "Nothing. I'm just waiting." "What for?" There was no reason for telling Willie Jones, but, by the same token, there was no reason for not telling him. So Margery answered frankly: "I et a whole bagful of bananas and now Effie says I'm going to be sick and thr'up. So I'm just waiting."