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her little round, brown straw hat. For May had come, a

it suited very well, as people's things are apt to do, after all, who do not trouble themselves about mi

had lost none of her perceptive faculties in the trance. But she did not hamper her child with any doubts; she let

e, the professor's,-heiresses each, of double lines of birth and wealth. She could remember how, in her childhood, the old names sounded, with the respect that was in men's tones when they were spoke

seen how they wo

d, in large, fa

CRAY

ottom, she ha

CAID AND

have other grown folks,-'to keep the balance true.' Besides

the opposite houses; and once Kenneth and his sister had taken tea with the Ripwinkleys, and they had played "crambo" and "consequences" in the evening. The real little game of "consequences," of which this p

ch house to see Mrs. This or That, "as she had a message;" and being shown, like a little representative of

an,"-or whoever else,-"come at four o'clock to-day, and spend the afternoon and take tea. I'm to have a l

the old B-- Square house, came over her as she heard the words. "It is Lilian's music afternoon

ped down and kissed Ha

the same fearless, Red Riding Hood fashion, just as she would have waited in

rich and quiet with noble adorning and soft shading,-where pictures made such a magic upon the walls, and books were piled from floor to ceiling; and where her little figure was lost as

ng, on her two feet, in her nankeen dress, just within th

ssom or Mustard-seed; "I go to school with Ada." And went on, then, wi

s coming, and she

Orchard Street? An

se. We haven't lived there very long,-only this w

in the country? D

bad; we've got a garden. Besides

spiritually the quality of what she spoke to,-"W

ching the spirit of the thing from the inimitable simplicity before her, such as never, she did believe, had walked into

at "heart of things" behind the fashions, where the kingdom is growing up. But of course Hazel could not have known that; something in the lady's face just m

s, rather than to a score of other places up and down the self-same streets, where, if she had got

s were sweet May flowers; bunches of deep-hued, rich-scented violets, stars of blue and white periwinkle, and Miss Craydocke's lilies of the valley in their tall, cool leaves; each kind gathered by itself in clusters and handfuls. Inside the wide, open fireplace, behi

. Geoffrey's house looks like her. Hous

n. We shouldn't be doing it rig

tle Women" was one, which sent Diana and Hazel off for a d

'clock Uncle Titus walked in, with his coat pockets so bulgy and rustling and odorous of peppermint and sassafras, that

th little slips of tinted paper tucked within, and these printed delicately with pretty rhymes and couplets, from real poets; things to be truly treasured, yet simple, for children's apprehension, and fancy, and fun. And there were "Salem gibraltars," such as we only get out of Essex County now and th

simple fashions of things; and here you are beginning over again already with sum

not French flummery, either; and there's not a drop of gin, or a flavor of prussic acid, or any other abominable chemical, in one of those

r or plural, might have a good time; but that awful third! H

ever saw them at a party. And they don't play games; they always danc

my Scarup; and I guess he'd rath

na turned away, hopeless

and "they" turned

place; it was like the country. And Aspen Street, when you got down there, was so still and

d planned it all out, and there was no stiff, shy waiting. They b

know the

Man, the

know the

es in Dr

know the

Man, the

know the

es in Dr

danced off

know the

Man, the

know the

es in Dr

st as she had come in and spoken to Diana and Mrs. Ripwinkley; and Ada had cau

w the lengthening string to Dorris Kincaid's corner and caught her up; but the next minute they were around Helena

ou know the

pon Mr. Oldways, who muttered, under the singing, "seven women! Well, the Bible says so, and I suppose it's come!" and then he held out both hands, while his hard face unbent in every wrin

into fragments, still breathless with fun, Miss Craydocke said,-her ey

e must all know each other. I think we'll try a sitting-down game next. I'll give you all somethin

sequences, when the whispers were over, and they were all declared aloud, were such h

I was to put it in the parlor and plant vanilla beans in it; and

a pair of high-heeled boots and a chignon; and the conse

I was to deal out sugar-plums with it; and the

ouldn't know what to do with them; and the consequenc

d time. I was to pass it round; and th

n is in the kitchen making tea-biscuits;" and it ended with the horrible announcement that the

was any place for him, or even that he was down anywhere on the map, and it wasn't fair, and he was going to secede; and that broke up the play; for the groat fun of all the games had come to be Miss Craydocke and Uncle Titus, as it always is the great fun to the young ones

finess of grape-vines, and a trellis work with arches in it that ran up at the side, and would be gay by and by with scarlet

boughs; and the square, plain table stood in the midst, with its glossy white cloth that touched the floor at the corners, and on it were the identical pink mugs, and a tall glass pitcher of milk,

r thought of with any salad and ice-pudding and Germania-band affair, such as they had had all wint

n; and after that, she showed them another simple old dancing game, the "Winding Circle," from which they were all merrily and mysteriously untwisting themselves with Miss Craydocke's bright little thin face and her fluttering cap ribbons, and her spry little trot leading them successfully off, when the door opened, and the grand Mr. Geoffrey walked in; the man

few minutes after, just as Luclarion brought the tray of sweetmeats in, which Mrs. Ripwinkley h

e Titus sat talking European politics together, a little aside. The sugar-plums lasted a good while, with the chatter over them; and then, before

l said that "nobody expected real poetry; it needn't be more than two lines, and those might be blank verse, if they were very hard, but jingles were better;" and so the questions and the wa

; "to make them have; and it is funny how much things do have

silence that Mr. Geoffrey and Uncle Titus stopped short on the

een south with the army; and then Mr. Geoffrey asked questions of him, and they got upon Reconstruction business, and comparing facts and exchanging conclusions, quite as if one was not a mere youth with only his eye

h it did not happen badly, as it all turned out, that they did a little of it in this instance. If they had thought of it, "Crambo" was g

really take off my hands! I haven't

ame a cry

here isn't one of us that has got a brother

Geoffrey, won't you try 'Crambo?' There's a g

rey; and so the chairs were drawn up, and the g

, scratching violently at her paper,

rd right in, like a pin into a pincushion, and le

ke my pincushio

he's writing her paper all over! O, my

g the end of her pencil, and taking it easy. Diana hardly ever got the rhymes made in time; but th

Lilian are foldin

Craydocke, keeping the time wit

n papers to be read. People who had not finished this

g, because she had

between sponge-cake and d

ightness, an

spiciness, a

h! I've g

best that

hout at Hazel

Titus! You f

id Uncle Titus, "with a very concise and sugg

world

ies an

ow and

and in

and in

reat sl

iss Craydocke. "There's another

his Crambo on the table. "It's

ever quite true,"

on whether she had ever read "Young's Ni

ht I be al

hrough with

ead Young's Tho

t could come

prays' and 'allow me's,' and her little pussy-cat ways of

Lilian, smiling, "to s

Mr. Ge

Geoffr

favorite colo

my friend, for

imself,-black,

think I ca

a nag, "I bet

would rather n

right, sta

e crowd look

le gamins ho

or ribbons? or

r gems? or in

stions, as m

ainbow take

full, and the w

its nature p

its own to th

is comely, and sw

girl voices, all around him. And Ada made a

To have kept the other side up with care al

rsery jingles for them all their baby days, and had played Crambo with them since; so the

me?'" read Mrs. Ripwinkley

was a lit

ery meek

rand, her

s, or stat

, and C

r that this

d Helen Mar

ia, and

ian; Al

uno, and

ne and Br

on and B

a and G

Clara Ver

on with al

think it

ell you wh

best; I p

earnest d

eech, not s

on as I'd got the 'stuff' in; but she always shapes o

elow, that is, a great black morass of scratches that represented significantl

ather travel,-north or

oosey-

ight w

be towar

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fill

eness ju

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tunted

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over

en blare

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lacid

of comfortable

e," said Helena, "when he had to head him right up against a bri

ody e

the play, flashing and smiling with the excitement of her rhyming, and the slender, ner

s, coloring and laughing to find how bad

question,-'What do you want most

eath a little qui

elf, dear, myse

rteen things that

sometimes, a l

ays to be a

ave a few les

ike to bette

might almost l

to keep my mo

se; I want a

n the days gro

n; and,-perhap

hen I want a

asy way to

tra dress or

tience; and wh

t to die and

egan to rise to go. "But the worst of all is papa! I'll never get over it of you, see if I do! Such a cheat! Why, it's like playing

to see what some of it might be really made of. Mrs. Geoffrey, from her side, had reached out

nd, as they sat together in her dressing-ro

cisely. "A real, fresh little home, with a mother in it. Good place for Ada to go, an

the fraction of a compliment,-ought to

the evening. I expect to talk

old her about

ind, lying on the mantel in her sister's room,

XANDER H.