he day she spent shopping in the Evergreen. It was so vastly diffe

r. Marvin gave Tessie. "Shoes and hats and everything. Miss Morley will help you." And he sent for Miss Morl

ately painted, her black canton crepe-no cheap black sateen for Miss Morley-the latest thing in frocks. B

f you to help me," s

n before, and it will be great fun. We'll begin at the very beginning becaus

oft flesh-colored crepes and satins. She loved them. She wanted them all. She longed

ngs contemptuously away. She even til

declared scornfully, "but what a queen wants-oh, Rose, haven't

special box in which was linen, soft and fine, and enri

e. "That's what queens wear!" She said it as positive

king longingly at the flesh

se, Rose," ordered Miss M

orley turned her back. "I've always wanted silk underclothes, and now I'm goin

ghed over was not proper for a queen. She had to buy flat-heeled broad-toed sho

the mistake of wearing high heels on the street, Miss Gilfooly,

and where she pleased. Miss Morley would not be with her always. And how could high heels ma

repe frock which was finally chosen to cover the dainty camisole and plain dark blue bloomers, was as simple as a frock c

ad been chosen, always the plainest and the simplest,

s aghast at the amount of money she had spent. Who ever

irls," she seemed to have a vast contempt for the way shopgirls dressed an

from Tessie's ears, and redressed her hair in simple waves. Tessie had pretty hair with a soft natural curl in it, and she had a well-shaped head, although she ha

essie did look at it a bit doubtfully and wonder

was trying to talk to Ka-kee-ta, who had reluctantly consented to wait for his queen in the office, and who only had grunts in answer to M

t Queen Teresa! You certainly make one sweet peach of a queen!"

Morley, proud of what she had made of Tessie. "She looks quite

deepened the color in Tessie's cheeks as well as in his own face. Imagine Mr. Bill saying

o and told Miss Morley that sh

position," he said with great satisfaction. "You

ed the orders she had received. "I have chosen a couple of afternoon frocks,

"A queen can't wear her crown all t

ever enough to laugh with him. "And shoes and ev

r them, and our customers will be interested in a royal wardrobe. Have Miss Lee run a little story in the Gazette. It isn't every store," he told them proudly, "that could fit out a queen at a mo

e assistant advertising manager, who had been discharged from h

ess. Don't you make a show of

unded as though he had heard Joe's whi

how and celebration and pageants in return for their money.

ouder than perhaps he meant to spe

say, Cary?" he

-goods sale," he said. "And as for queens and kings,

Cary, you might make a little sketch of Miss Gilfooly as she is now and Maltby can run it with a line-'Royalty Clothed by t

Evergreen, Tess," he whispered, as he went for his pencil and drawing bo

t a new and very fascinating tale was the admiration of Mr. Bill and

artist who wanted his work to be quite perfect, "of

ngley was right. She knew absolutely nothing of how a queen should conduct herself,

olume among the thousands of books in the big department. Miss Mo

rl, and her uncle was minister to Italy. I read it in the Gazette in the story on her seventieth birthday

And Mr. Kingley showered Miss Morley with his august approval. "Bill, call up your moth

t want to take his eyes from Tessie to call up any one. He

re that our queen will waive etiquette and go to her. It will be

tchen spoon. She was a little awed at the prospect of talking to her as queen to queen, but she bravely lifted her head and looked at Mr. Kingley. "It will be awfully kind of her to

and learn," advised Mr. Kingley. "And

She had not envied Tessie her new clothes nor her throne, but she did seem to envy her the possibility of a talk with

ame," he began, but he was n

uked his scan

so aghast that her delicately tin

leave Miss Gilfooly alone. She's all right as she is! My word, I should think she was! I suppose Madame Cabot is all righ

not a word to say, she could only blus

mother!" ordered M

l's mother was so proud and so haughty that Tessie had never expected to ride with her. Mrs. Kingley had never been in the hardware department while Tessie had been there, and Tessie had had only an occasional glimpse o

your father would not want you to come

nd see if I can find anything to do," suggested Mr. Bi

ll standing somewhat disconsolate on the curb. "How romantic it is! I expect you are quite excited? It is enough to excite any girl to be told that she is a queen. I remember I saw Queen Mary once-of England, you know-before the war. She was riding in a coach wi

Kingley has been so kind," Tessie

in the newspapers. I tell Mr. Kingley that's what he lives for-the Evergreen. By the way, don't be nervous if Madame Cabot is a little severe. You must reme

be interested in this new royalty, and she searched h

st, my dear. That will be your best rule. Don't claim to know more than you do. Your people will understand that you were not brought up to be a queen, and they will not exp

he really was there talking to Madame Cabot about the proper behavior of queens. It

oned room and drank her tea from the thin china cups, and wished that the sandwiches were larger, for

ber to be honest and simple," she promised from the bottom of her grateful heart. She thought she could manage to do that, and she was very grateful to Mada

me Cabot, was touched by her humble appreciati

ed, and she stooped and kissed Tessie's pink cheek. "You must come

n from Madame Cabot meant. "I am going to take her home with me," s