The Girls of Friendly Terrace; or Peggy Raymond's Success

The naming of the Terrace was a happy accident. It must have been an accident for Jenkins Avenue crossed it at right angles and just to the north ran Sixtieth Street. No one could have guessed when the Terrace was laid out that the name would prove so appropriate and that the comfortable cottages would have such a cordial neighborly look as if nodding greetings to one another across their neat strips of lawn. When the name Friendly Terrace appeared on the street lamps at the corner there were no smiling faces visible at the front windows of the houses no plump babies rolling over the lawns no girls gathering on one anothers porches like robins in the boughs of a cherry tree or strolling along the sidewalk two by two with their arms about each others waists. The naming of the Terrace must have been a happy accident or else an inspiration.