MAKING PEOPLE HAPPY



women, who were ranged in chairs facing the presid-
ing officer, was talking loudly and swiftly and in-
cessantly. None paid the slightest heed to the fran-
tic appeal of the gavel. . . . Then, at last, the
harassed bride reached the limit of endurance. She
threw the gavel from her angrily, and cried out shrilly
above the massed clamor of the other voices:
  " If you don't stop," she declared vehemently, " I'll
never speak to one of you again! "
  That wail of protest was not without its effect.
There came a chorus of ejaculations; but the mono-
logues had been efficiently interrupted, and the atten-
tion of the garrulous twelve was finally given to
the presiding officer. For a moment, silence fell. It
was broken by Ruth Howard, a girl with large, soul-
ful brown eyes and a manner of rapt earnestness, whlo
uttered her plaint in a tone of exceeding bitter-
ness:
  "And we came together in love!"
  At that, Cicily Hamilton forgot her petulance over
the tumult, and smiled with the sweetness that was
characteristic of her.
  "Really, you know," she confessed, almost con-
tritely, " I don't like to lecture you in my own house;
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