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Auckland Star, Volume LXX, Issue 201, 26 August 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)

dressed up in a sheet that was smeared with phosphorus. That was the last straw. Miss Grump left! When asked why she played ghost, Pat mildly explained that she didn't think Miss Grump was telling the truth when she 1 said she was not frightened of ghosts, "and I was right," she ended triumphantly as she remembered Miss Grump's frightened face as she saw a glowing white figure float into the room. "Go away! I haven't done anything," she had quaveringly beseeched. How angry she would have been if she could have seen Pat grinning broadly as she peered out of two slits in the glowing sheet.

"I suppose, she will be another Miss, Grump," said Jack, breaking the gloomy silence. "If she is a tall, bony spinster that is alwaj's attired in a dowdy black dress that seems two or three times too small for her, that will be her! Small gimblet black eyes that glare at you from beneath protruding brows—and complexion like yellow parchment—black hair with streaks of grey showing, pulled back tightly off her face, and formed into a bun at the back, she will be another Miss Grump." "If she dislikes sport and children she will be Miss Grump's double," said Pat. her usually happy countenance clouded, her forehead wrinkled up into a big frown. "She's here!" yelled Vicky, as she heard the unmistakable rumble of the station cab on the gravel drive outside. "Come on!'' and springing off the table knocked a bottle of uncorked ink on to the floor. Not heeding the black pool on tlie carpet she raced to the door, the others in hot pursuit. Once downstairs they ran to the cab door just in time to help their new governess to alight. "Oh!" they chorused in astonishment, for there she stood smiling encouragingly at them. Soft, brown hair around a beautiful face —a rosebud complexion, and attired in a gay floral dress. "Hello, children!" she greeted them, "I see you have, tennis courts; "we'll have a game afterwards." That made them remember, angrily, that Miss Amelia Grump had disliked eports. "I am sure we are going to get on famously," she went on, smiling at the flabbergasted children.