l, Susan. Try not to

Grandm

this little bag. Be sure to b

Grandm

he is to start you ho

is so good-natured she would let you stay till Doomsday if you liked." And Grandmother,

d ran off to join Phil, who, also provided with a pail a

s Liza's. When she lived in your house I used to go over every day, and sometimes when she was baking she would let me help. S

allman's, was making his first social call of the season and was not quite sure what was expected of him. For all

d Miss Lunette can't bear the tiniest bit of noise. That's why we brought our slippers. We have to put them on the minute we g

f whispering and walking on tiptoe w

te sick?" he i

n her, and not one bit of noise. And I heard Grandmother and Grandfather talking, too," went on the "little pitcher." "Grandmother said, 'Liza's a saint on earth,' and Grandfather said, 'In

, but his face clouded again

e, Susan?" he asked plaintively. "

top us." And putting down their bundles so that they might swing their arms as w

r of wings and then settled down again. There was the crackling of underbrush and the rustle of leaves, but neither of the children saw a cautious l

And he was off, with Susan close behind,

turned and disappeared

s of the white cottage that was separated from the street b

plump. Her crinkly brown hair, with only a few threads of gray, was drawn into a round little knob at the back of her head. Her eyes, round and blue, looked out pleasantly from

see you," she

remember to close the gate behind her gently

ur slippers. Miss Lunette feels right well to-day, an

ered up immediately. Going to see Miss Lunette couldn't b

into a room so darkened that, coming from the glare of th

lt a cool, slim hand take his own for an instant. He looked timidly into the face above him and saw with a lightened heart

s of his heart, li

retty," said he

ushed with pleasure, and she laid

hat I've been making. Some day I mean to sell them in the city, but it won't do any harm, I

s standing unsteadily upon their toothpick legs. Lopsided white sheep faced a pair of stout rabbits evidently suffer

oyal thought did not occur to the children. They admired the toys to Miss Lunette's complete satisfaction, and they had their reward. For Miss L

tte sweetly to her round-eyed audien

low Susan and Phil to feast the

id she at last, "and I

soldier cap, stiffly blowing upon a tin trumpet. The

st admiration. She meant to make a boo

for that little boy, who, as long as he lived

, so that it will attract the children," went

nd Phil thou

nside?" asked

g to play soldier, and never

ontinued Miss Lunette. "I will read parts of it to you i

alom who hun

painful to be le

m-He had a don

to-day we would

-His brother

er-May it never

el who, in th

arm from beas

s f

never knew, for Miss Liza appear

airs now. You don't want to overdo, Lunette," she added, as she placed the i

the stairway door that led

you won't disturb any one. What's the news up at your house

d forgotten

dinner on the table, Miss Liza told P

d brought up in. And one day, when I was a little girl eight years old, my uncle

but dig a hole under the kitchen window and put the ten cents in it. Some day, when Jim was out of the way, I meant to dig it up and spend it all on myself. But do you kno

said Phil, excited

a nodded

draw up to the table. I hope you are hungry." And

s like magic, but the crowning touch came when the little cake

usan repeated over and over

and raspberries. It must be admitted that they picked more raspberries than curran

t work when Miss

meant what she said, you ought to start for home. But what I'm thinking of is the weather. It's clear enough overhead,

n, and, now that their pails were almost full,

look round at the sky and ma

think you are safe at home. Here are your hats and slippers. Miss Lunette is napping, now, so

down the village street, with Miss Liza at the gate, waving g

into the country road that led past home, but there were

ridge," said he. "Maybe t

her-wise than he. "Listen. It's getting d

r louder, the rustle of leaves in the rising wind, and the call of the

head, anyway," said

d with slippers and pail. "I hear it on the lea

blue sky overhead. I want to get home to Grandmother. I do

owing smaller. Now it was altogether out of sight. There was a sharp flash of lightn

n, darting to the side of the road.

ock of courage. He was frightened and tired, and he could endure no more. He dropped his pail of precious ber

" wailed Phil.

er eyes filled with tears, but she bravely ran ou

y, come," en

f thunder, was beside himself with fear. He jerked his arm away a

randfather!" wailed Susan. She felt

erance wa

nd a boy. The man easily overtook

led he to Susan above Phil's

now grasped Susan's hand, and so, dripping with rain,