Prudy Keeping House

Aunt Madge went to her own chamber, and locked up her best dresses, and

tie?" asked Dotty. "Because, if y

r amusing to come in here, and dress up in some of my old finery. You are we

be splendid? Now we shan't feel h

mischievous smile. "You are so de

hen Uncle Augustus isn't very sick, and you're coming right back? But what made me laugh just now, was looking at th

am prepared for that. Only promise one thing-keep that baby in the

ing her eyes solemnly. She had expected, t

Tell them I'll try to attend to them the day but one after Christmas. And now, good by, children.

ters, auntie," remarked Horace; and on the strength of

e head of the family," said

you please, mum," said Hor

, then?" a

t. You must r

'm

m I?" a

et. All you have to do is

y's solemn face, and trying to draw h

her injured feelings would allow her to speak. "What

one woman has to manage a ho

gerbread, Prudy Parlin! If I've got

ace. "I'd show 'em what I

lwind, which spun Dotty out of th

k one woman to manage a house; but she never made any fuss when Horace spoke up, and wanted to help. It's me that can't manage-just b

d reached her own roo

be one! If I was a great boy, with a silver watch, that wasn't her own sis

r restlessly, with h

se my own self up in this room-wish I'd brought Fly-she's too g

minated cards on the wall, printed in red and gold, and wreathed with delicate

child stop

an? She meant me. Everybody means me. I

ds followed her across the roo

nts the best things. 'Giveth grace to the humble.' There, I s'pose that means Prudy. She's just as h

e they were still. "'God resisteth the proud.' Am I proud?-Yes. Does God resisteth me?-Yes, for the Bible can't lie. What

r teeth together, pinched

ll as Prudy! I never made any but once, and then Norah took it out of the oven and put in the ginger and molasses. No, I'm not proud. I don't

ifferent it seems to me now I'm humble! People need

y of notice, that she was doing a remarkable thing fo

ar to have her young sister angry, and, if it had not been for Horace

e tyrant, Prue. She ought

shocked; "she can't help her

what ails her! Bee

play, somehow? It never will do

o be so fussy, you might keep boarding

brow c

o fashionable,-like the one they had at Mrs. Penny'

appeared at the door w

-tho

fico!" cried Horace, bowing himself double. "Your lan

boarders. I've 'seen better days,' or something of that kind

" said Dotty, briskly; "so you don't

back! It's always better to be humble!"

o. I was necessiated to leave you, mim, because

at Mrs. Penny's, Horace. Come, let's go and dress in our costumes. I'll be Mother

e Mis