her," said easy-going Mrs. Rose; "how do you like Dolly's
picture?"

"Lovely, isn't it? Did you and Mrs. Fayre know about the frames?"

"Yes; and we wanted them to be alike; but I had to urge you to take this
instead of that other pattern. Remember?"

"Yes, indeed," and Dotty smiled to think how determined she had been in
the matter, but had at last yielded to her mother's judgment.

"Oh, there's Dolly!" she cried, as she saw the shade go up in the
opposite window. "Hello. Happy Birthday!" she called out.

Dolly returned the greeting, and the two girls waved their respective
photographs at each other, and then both began to get dressed.

Dolly, too, had a morning visit from her sister.

Trudy looked in on her way down to breakfast.

"Happy Birthday, Doll!" she said; "shall I tie your hair-ribbon?"

She stepped into the new room, and while tying the big bow, looked
around admiringly.

"You're a lucky little kiddy to have such a lovely room. It's prettier
than mine."

"I know it is, Trudy," and Dolly looked regretful. "I'll change with
you, if you like. I think as you're the oldest you ought to have the
prettiest room."

"Not at all, you little goosy!" and Trudy kissed the troubled face.
"This is your fifteenth birthday, and I'm glad you have such a beautiful
gift to remember it by."

With their arms around each other, the two girls went downstairs.

"Whoop-de-doo! Dollykins," cried her father, throwing down his paper;
"why, you don't look a bit different from when you were fourteen! I
thought you'd be a foot taller, at least!"

"I don't feel any taller or any older, Father; and I don't s'pose I'll
act so. But Mumsie, mayn't I stop wearing hair-ribbons? Dotty's going
to."

"Are you sure?" and Mrs. Fayre looked quizzical, for she had discussed
this weighty matter with Mrs. Rose.

"No, not sure; but Dotty's going to ask her mother and she thinks she
can make her say yes."

"Well, let's wait and see what Mrs. Rose does say," and Mrs. Fayre took
her place at the breakfast table.

"It seems funny not to have a lot of presents at your place, Doll," said
Trudy, smiling.

"That's all right," and Dolly returned the smile; "I agreed that my room
fixings were to take the place of all other presents."

"And then you have the party, you know," said her father. "Mr. Rose has
a delightful surprise for it, and when I come home this afternoon I'll
bring something to add to the gaiety of nations."

"Oh, Father