|Mrs. Smith pulled Mrs. Jones out of earshot of the porch, where Mrs. Jones her lovely young daughter, Linda, sat.
"It is really none of my business," whispered Mrs. Smith, "but have you noticed what your daughter is doing?"
"Why, no. Is she up to anything special?"
Mrs. Smith leaned closer.
"Haven-t you seen? She has started knitting tiny garments!"
Mrs. Jones troubled brow cleared.
"Well, thank goodness," she replied, smiling, "At last she has taken an interest in something besides running around with the boys!"