A Modern Cinderella

ce. It was like reading a book, but it had many variations.

ery happy?

beautiful Sunday. One ought to be happy-here

appier than an

seems as if it was the day of the Su

t rains or

I read that in a book-and when He gets enough He lets it fall down as He 126 did last night an

ing the shado

to. I go to Sunday school with Jack and I like it so much. I've learned ever so many of the songs. But the lessons puzzl

ll, so you need not worry about that. God has the who

seems like Sunday. But I keep counting them. You see, I'll be thirteen in September.

in a sweet k

so, but it would 127 seem such a long while if I was just counting the

of philosophy

e good to yo

You see when you're bound-out and going away for a while they can't feel the same to you. They're never real cross and they don't whip you as they did at the Home, and you have nicer things to eat. Some

re for the most

d he would punish him. But I don't like to, always, for he denies it, and his mother isn't pleased when I do. You can feel when people do not like you to tell things. At the Home

it is a bad habit," h

ill could not do much for him, but friendship and interest made pleasant times to remember when the hours were lon

rd took her down to see the flower garden that was fairly rioting in beauty, and a flock of snowy white chickens, as well as some fine 129 pigeons that circled around like swallows.

," the child said. Then she shoo

irl?" His mind was not always clear on

s little girl," how sweet it sounde

nd the bronze lashes almost curled. And as he listened to her soft, flowing voice, he kept thinking-if he was to marry s

lor window when they returned, and s

lid," the doctor exclaimed. "Have

ounded out by the exquisite shading. She c

We've been out in the beautiful country where birds

t have worked together otherwise, and each one was follow

very g

questioning smile. "I promised her a drive yo

" cried Marilla in a sor

in and have some

e an hour. Now, if you would change

, then. I want to ta

ct me on the mar

with

ghted," and Marill

ovely time. Whe

there was an old man who has to get about in a chair with little wheels, and can't walk any more. And the lady gave me some cake

and chatty and really charming. But after dinner she lay in the Morris chair and Miss Arm

an afterward and then talked about the girls who were going to the Rest House next

e she starts. And you know I am booked for that Canadian journey with the Winslows. I am almost

k! She is worth something

mit the Bordens have the right to her at present. And I do not want to make bad friends with them, seeing that in law he may exact the pound of flesh. They may tire of her or she may not be able to stand th

ught of it." He utter

ly way at present. Bridget will look out for her.

worships you-f

the lot of more than one Cindere

in with a bun

t it in among the splendid things of my life-like the dream, and coming here-and

o them in a low tone. But he went home racking his brains t

fternoon and was enthusia

hey can talk a good bit. And that girl's going to the other place and they say you just must come down. But not a foot should you stir if you wasn't real w

y sometimes I have a little catch in my br

strange places, when they've a good, comfortable house to stay in. But the saints be praised for the rest with that im

. Pansy called "Illa, Illa," and then looked around for Marilla to come, and said-"Papa bing Illa." They wanted her so much. All their meals were taken over in the next cottage, and the laundress came twice a week for

h they could repay Miss Armitage for all her care. Would she accept a contribution

walking with Jane and when she came in Mr. Borden was so cordial that it won the child's heart, a

ice times together, and I may teach you a little music-you

was there and in such good spirits, and Marilla was thinking that the month would soo

hmallows and he had some illustrated papers. And there at the station was Miss Florence who gave her a cordial welcome, a

you don't know what an awful time I had, and at first the babies wouldn't let Ellen touch them. Flo or I had to feed them. I'm clear worn out now, but I do hope the babies hav

at the side of the house. Mrs. Borden led the g

e," she said. "Dear Illa t

m. It was nice to be longed for, to be remembered. She had really

ted Pansy and went down h

ou dar

age must be rich. Well-she was very good to you and did the best she could for us. But that Ellen didn't like children, that was the long and the short of it, a

ewing on the end of her thumb, but now sh

e to go together. I always take Jack. He has nice table manners if

un with outstretched arms. Over went Marilla and Pansy and

ulder and dragged him up. "You bad

" asked Mr. Borden, adv

is eyes to ma

so was I. An' I was jest gone' to hug her an

up Pansy and comforted her. But she d

ade ready for dinner," in a command

oothingly. "Marilla, you are going to be the salvat

ave a little comfort now. There Pansy, dear, go to your sweet Marilla," a

hen she had come down so hard on Pansy's head, 140 and the screams that seemed like a stab going from temple to temple tired her inexpressibly. Then, too, she was hungry. Oh, if she could have a glass of hot mi

ty!" she sa

tch and was more difficult to manage. Then she rose to her knees that her head might be ou

ht they still resembled the Campbell soup little girl and laughed in spite o

toward it and there was a rather 141 funny time. Violet slapped her twin in the face and there w

mik," demanded P

he placed her in the carriage while she glanced at Violet. Not a moment too soon-the little sharp teeth were making inroad

matter?" ra

pple and bit in it

rilla," in a mollified

I think she's hungry. It sounded

t it. I used to feed them 142 first. Let me see. I guess

that seemed a general storage place. She lighted the little pyro stove, opened a

's sake don't set anything afire! Oh, there's no place like your own home. I haven't had an hour's comfort since I came down here.

e milk. Then she gave the babies a crust of bread to stop their clamoring while she crumbed up some in the saucepan and kept stirring

ands disappeared as if by magic. She meant to have a little for herself-she was so weak and gone in the stomach, but she found she must make some

help the desperately tired feeling. She had put the stove

nything more to eat?" She

," hanging

in the chorus that

ut on the porch. There was a big rocker. Pansy r

ok the cushions and blankets out of the carriage and lifted up Violet, settling her in o

t was going to sleep. Poor Cinderella wiped the tears that would have run down her cheeks. She w

he matter?" as

d Marilla, "and I put them both in t

fall to pieces. We've had the most awful time, Flo and I. But I 145 remember I had a dreadful time cutting my wisdom teeth, and I was grown. I used to walk the floor at night, they would swell up so. We can't blame the poor babies. And th

Pansy who had now turned

d. Ellen liked the girls first rate

l have things better tomorrow. And we are all so glad to have you-this way. He

led cloth, sat two women and one young man. Kate made a place for the child and 146 brought her a plate with most everything piled

; she had been in the palace with the fairy godmother where she was waited on as if she we

was a big lump in her throat and a heaviness in h

" and she pushed

told you, Maggie, they'd stuff theirselves on th

cream," the little

here babies if you can't eat better'n 147 that!"

g ones? Well, she'd better let 'em alone to my thinkin'. And their great round eyes! And the cros

ed Maggie, with a sli

ly tasted good. Then she rose and

er about little pitcher

y tales. Ellen said she wouldn't take care of those babies for

aves like a little gentleman, and the ladies do very well; they're ple

be getting teeth. It's

set the kitchen in order for morning. If they ha