Miss Elliot's Girls / Stories of Beasts, Birds, and Butterflies

m a meeting of the sewing society

ished; and the barrel promised to that poor missionary out Wes

you on hand?" Mi

e of sheets and pillowcases, dresses and aprons for four little girls, table-cloths and towels to hem, and I know not w

close beside her,-"why can't some of you girls get together one aft

ead on one side

d we meet,

Susie, if mamma

t said; "but are you well e

ary; I shall re

w us how to keep them from getting all skewonical

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stories while you were wo

"There comes Mollie, I guess, by the noise. Won't s

the length of the piazza, and now presented herself at the door of Miss Ruth's room, her face flushed, her hair

t, mamma, I should be hanging, head down, from the five-barred gate in the lower pasture, and no body

her, "what made you clim

e family to supper. "Ain't yer 'shamed of yerself, Mary Elliot?-a great girl like you, mo

!" said Moll

at will do. Wash your face and hands, Mollie,

the hammock, the girls di

pose we must ask Fan Eldridge, because she lives next door, though I dread to have her come, she gets mad so easy; but m

r very well, and she dresses so fine and is kind of cit

ood to her because she's a stranger; and I think she's n

ded to Susie's better judgment; "let her come, then. That makes six besides us, and Aunt R