And they had ignored her--left her out of it entirely! She might never know at all just how glad the pale lady was to receive the twenty dollars. And-- They were out of sight! Carolyn suddenly came to life and started after them. But when she reached the exit of the park and the busy avenue crossing, Mr. Bassett and the pale lady and her baby were utterly gone. Carolyn May went on home feeling very disconsolate indeed. But, after all, this was a holiday. She could not be unhappy for long. Here was mamma ready to take her on the shopping tour after all; and when Carolyn May had had her hands and face washed, and her hair combed, and her ribbons freshened a bit, they set off, for the department stores on One Hundred and Twenty-fifth Street, of course, for it was too late to go "'way down town." There was plenty to see in Harlem's business mart, and the little girl enjoyed herself. For she had money of her own to spend; Papa Cameron saw to that. She bought a new rubber dog for Baby Eldred Price, and a new "bangle" for Prince's collar, that being a fad just then among local dog owners. "But you have bought yourself nothing, Carolyn May," said her mother. "I thought you wanted one of those pretty lace collars such as Edna wears? You have been looking at it and admiring it. Now, I fear," said Mamma, seriously, "you have not enough money left from your allowance to buy a collar equally as nice as your little friend's." "We-ell," the little girl said slowly, "I--I guess I won't care much. You know, Mamma, I can look at Edna's just the same, and it's ever so pretty. Why! I can enjoy it better seeing it on her than as if I wored it myself. For you see," concluded this small philosopher, "I should have to go to the looking-glass to see a collar on me; but when Edna wears hers I can look at it all I like. Yes, it will be lots more convenient." This was indeed a holiday, for, as Papa Cameron did not some home to dinner, when the electric advertising signs began to sparkle on the wide thoroughfare, the little girl and her mother went to the "very nicest restaurant there was" for their evening meal, where there was a "cute" little shaded lamp on each table, and an orchestra that played lovely music while people danced on the open floor in the middle of the great hall. The waiter who attended to the needs of Mrs. Cameron and Carolyn was a very nice man indeed, the little girl thought. He saw to it that her water glass was filled and he said "Yes, Mam'zelle" and "No, Mam'zelle" with an air that made Carolyn feel thoroughly grown up. She shook hands with the waiter when they departed, he was such a very nice man.