Betty drew closer to her mother’s side as she stood speechless before the beautiful tree _Frontispiece_ PAGE Oh, Betty, what a beautiful cutter! May exclaimed 7 Hello, girls, he called, as his smiling face appeared in the doorway 14 Betty threw a sofa-pillow at Jack to stir him to greater enthusiasm 31 Why, Grandfather, I—I ran away! 72 On Saturday a messenger was sent with the precious box 89 Constance in the May Queen’s bower 113 Bob Carey as the lion in “March” selling marches 120 These two young women sat behind me in the street-car and overheard my conversation with a friend 128 Betty snatched up the desk calendar and held it before her grandfather’s eyes 145 Take my racket, said Betty, and play a set with Martha 161 Betty found Bobby in his nursery 170 Betty walked across the room with stiff, stagy strides 179 The Goddess of Honor placed the chaplet on the bowed head of Isabella of Spain 197 Where’s Betty! said Jack, wrapped in his Indian blanket 214 They went spinning away toward the Pine Hill road 221 He stopped his team, and waited as Betty came down the steps 229 Betty, with her sleeves rolled back, was whisking away at something in a bowl 243 The girl turned on Betty like a little fury 260 Just as the driver was about to start, a voice called, Hi! Hold on there! 265 A strange-looking, cloaked figure, with a lighted Jack-o’-lantern for a head, ushered them into the drawing-room 279 The three Fates ushered Betty with great pomp and ceremony to the chair facing the wizard 285 BETTY’S HAPPY YEAR I A THANKSGIVING GUEST “What a gorgeous day for a sleigh-ride! Did you ever see such sunny, twinkling snow, and such crisp, crackly air? It fairly snaps off as you breathe it!” Betty McGuire stood on the steps of the veranda as she spoke. Her mother, in the doorway, was smiling down at her, and her pony, Dixie, was jingling his bells and pawing at the snow and ice in the driveway below.