In fact, he got that girl and little, freckled Henrietta Haney rather
mixed up in his mind. He found himself advising Jessie to have the
child come to the house so that Momsy could see her. Momsy always knew
what to do to help such unfortunates.

"And you think there can be nothing done for that other girl?" Jessie
asked, rather mournfully.

"Oh! You mean the girl you saw put in the automobile and taken away?
Well, we don't know her or the woman who took her, do we?"

"No-o. Though Amy says she thinks she has seen somebody who looks
like the woman driving the car before."

"Humph! You have no case," declared Mr. Norwood, in his most judicial
manner. "I fear it would be thrown out of court."

"Oh, dear!"

"If your little acquaintance could describe her cousin so that we
could give the description to the police--or broadcast it by radio,"
and Mr. Norwood laughed.

Jessie suddenly hopped down from the chair arm and began a pirouette
about the room, clapping her hands as she danced.

"I've got it! I've got it!" she cried. "Radio! Oh, Daddy! you are just
the nicest man. You give me such fine ideas!"

"You evidently see your way clear to a settlement of this legal matter
you brought to my attention," said Mr. Norwood quite gravely.

"Nothing like that! Nothing like that!" cried Jessie. "Oh, no. But you
have given me such a fine idea for winning the prize Momsy and the
other ladies are offering. I've got it! I've got it!" and she danced
out of the room.

BELLE RINGOLD

THE GLORIOUS FOURTH

THE BAZAAR

CHAPTER XI

BELLE RINGOLD

Whether Jessie Norwood actually "had it," as she proclaimed, or not,
she kept very quiet about her discovery of what she believed to be a
brand new idea. She did not tell Amy, even, or Momsy. That would have
been against the rules of the contest.

She wrote out her suggestion for the prize idea, sealed it in an
envelope, and dropped it through the slit in the locked box in the
parish house, placed there for that purpose. It was not long to wait
until the next evening but one.

She rode down to the church in Momsy's car, an electric runabout, and
waited outside the committee room door with some of the other girls
and not a few of the boys of the parish, for there had been a prize
offered, too, for the boy who made the best suggestion.

"I am sure they are going to use my idea," Belle Ringold said, with a
toss of her bobbed curls.

Did we introduce you to Bell