Dotty Dimple At Home

sleep, greeted herself in the morning

gain, Dotty? Why did

sister's face in a moment; sh

of a lion and a lamb. When the lion raged, then her eyes blazed, and she looked as if she belonged in a menagerie; but when nothi

of her face, I ought to dip my pen in liquid sunshine; whereas, the blackest of

he least to control herself, and the lion had had his own way. After one of her wild out

is I your lit

ll the good things the child had ever said or done, and fancy

r little girl; but mamma doesn't

Dimple. She would cry out ag

ttle comfort,

er, "Yes." Then, perhaps, for twenty-four hours the lion would be curled up, asleep, and out of

ace, perched upon the wood-box in the kitchen, with feet and hands firmly tied. There she would sit, throwi

eart swelled with p

e sister! Please don't

while, were made very unhappy by Dotty's dreadful behavior. At such times as I describe, they even looked guilty, and cast down their eyes, for they could not help feeling their sister's c

is for us. It makes her th

e of peace, they yielded to her too much. If there was anything Dotty dearly lov

as Prudy had said, were "beginning to grow." She was never placed on the wood-box no

or perhaps some of the wonderful machinery of her body was out of order, and caused a twitching of the delicate nerves which lie under the s

ve you been awake, Prudy

reakfast time, Dotty; Norah

s a board nail!-I'll tell you what I wish, Prudy. I wish the whole world was a 'normo

easantly. "I believe I'd rather h

but just you! The next sweet, juicy peach that comes into this house I'l

reply. By living with Dotty, she had lea

get up," suggested

y pursed her l

answered she, for the sak

uch," said Prudy, anx

nd converse upon the trials of this troublesome lif

my. I don't see, Mrs. Carter, what we shall do with that

r. Carter, I sejest the best thing we can do is to

orrect.-But what course shall we pursue with Mary Ann, and Julia Ann, and An

a knitting-needle? Hark!" continued she, as Prudy scratched the top of the tent with her forefin

nd, "very correct, Mrs. Carter. I'll call

rusha, Mr. Carter? We h

ur chamberma

w her to be Jeru

erusha is a proper na

y improper name, Prudy Parlin; and if you call

mood to be satisfied. The two children arose and dressed themsel

Dotty, grimly, "but you mustn't tell mam

e nau

o' bein' good! First thing I thought was, I'd be b

ty! Dotty

can talk as grand as a whale. But if I want t

is little queer mixture of a girl might do, if she re

joyous sun burst into a round smile, as if he had thrown off his yesterday's vapo

pleasant to the eye; still, it was not so much the objects to be seen as it was the "air" of the room which made it seem so delightful. You knew at once

with crimson; Mrs. Parlin in a print wrapper, with a linen collar at the throat, her hair as smooth as satin; the three little girls all neatly dres

ently fixed upon their plates. Dotty knew very well they were asking to be made thankful for the excellent breakfast before them. She repeated to herself several times the sentence she had been taught;

d disapproval. Dotty blushed painfully. She had no

if they do! I'll act worse'n that! I wonder what my fat

he experiment. Dotty contented her

he kitchen, she went down cellar, into the wash-room, and began to tease Norah. Norah, who was fond

put up with no more of your pranks! It's not your sister

e did, and everybody else," thought Dot

been smouldering all th

battle-fires in her eyes. "What you s'pose the mayor'll d

th assumed a mocking smile, which

Cath'lic girl!

g up, and shook his mane. Dotty could not speak. She lost her reason. Her head was on fire. Her hands and feet began to fly out. She danced up and down. Her ter

alarmed, "I've no means of knowing w

etting her voice again. "I was Miss Flippe

use to "call names." But just now Mrs. Parlin had no time to give Norah a mild reproof, her whole attention being

to live over again those dreadful days of her babyhood

eting the turbulent Dotty; and de

ng alone. You need not talk or play with either of your sisters. You may think. When the b

er, only speech was forbidden. The little creature was out in the front yard, poking dirt wit