get a special price on each one.
Here's one, for instance, that ought to be worth a good bonus; it is
dated 1663. It was over a hundred years old when your respected
great-great-grandfather brought it over here, and if I remember my
English history correctly it was in 1663 that guineas were first
minted. This is a 'first edition,' so to speak."

Gertrude leaned back in her chair, smiling happily.

CHAPTER XV

GERTRUDE CHANGES HER NAME

The Club had been prominent figures at Mrs. Schuler's wedding, but that
was a very small affair at home, and Miss Gertrude's was to be in the
church with a reception afterwards at Dorothy's house. The Club felt
that they wanted to do every bit of the work that they could, not only
because they loved Miss Gertrude but because she was going to marry the
brother of two of the Club members. She had said that she would like
to have the church decorated with wild flowers so that she might take
away with her the remembrance of the blossoms that she had seen and
loved in the Rosemont fields.

The Club held a special meeting to talk over their plans for the
wedding. It was at Rose House, for they had become accustomed to
meeting there during the summer, when every moment could be utilized
for work on something connected with the furnishing of the house while
at the same time they could talk as they hammered and measured and
screwed and sewed. They were gathered under the tree where the
squirrel lived. As they established themselves, he was sitting on a
branch above them, twitching his tail and making ready for a descent to
search for cookies in their pockets.

Helen called the meeting to order and told them what Miss Gertrude had
said about the decorations.

"Has any one any suggestions?" she asked.

"Shall we have all the different kinds of flowers we can find or select
one kind?" asked Ethel Brown.

"We can get goldenrod and asters now."

"And cardinals and cat-tails."

"And 'old-maids'."

"And hollyhocks."

"Nobody has said 'Queen Anne's Lace.' I think that's the prettiest of
all," urged Ethel Blue. "Wouldn't it be delicate and fairy-like if we
trimmed the whole church with it!"

"O, Ethel, I see it in a flash!" cried Delia. "Not banked heavily
anywhere, but always in feathery masses."

"On the altar and winding the chancel rail."

"A cluster on the end of each pew."

"Long garlands instead of ribbons to close the ends of the pews."

"An arch about half