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Rh Day for Prince Edward Island it will be for Europe too."

"I wish we could just know whether what the paper says is true or not," said Felix desperately. "It seems to me I could brace up if I just knew."

But to whom could we appeal? Uncle Alec was away and would not be back until late that night. Neither Aunt Janet nor Uncle Roger were people to whom we cared to apply in such a crisis. We were afraid of the Judgment Day; but we were almost equally afraid of being laughed at. How about Aunt Olivia?

"No, Aunt Olivia has gone to bed with a sick headache and mustn't be disturbed," said the Story Girl. "She said I must get dinner ready, because there was plenty of cold meat, and nothing to do but boil the potatoes and peas, and set the table. I don't know how I can put my thoughts into it when the Judgment Day may be to-morrow. Besides, what is the good of asking the grown-ups? They don't know anything more about this than we do."

"But if they'd just say they didn't believe it, it would be a sort of comfort," said Cecily.

"I suppose the minister would know, but he's away on his vacation," said Felicity. "Anyhow, I'll go and ask mother what she thinks of it."

Felicity picked up the Enterprise and betook herself to the house. We awaited her return in dire suspense.

"Well, what does she say?" asked Cecily tremulously.