not too br
nature's d
t sorrows, s
love, kisses, t
d porch. She had seen him between the leaves, as he came striding up the walk, but gave a very natura
ted Robert, turning around
scissors in every direction as she flew down the steps and o
hich met his were so innocent and wide opened, the little white face so
Yes, oh, yes," catching his arm as he started away again,
e said gently, "Well, get your
back somewhat rakishly on her head. "Aunt Amelia is cross. She want
r frivolity. "Perhaps you think I should have stayed
said in an offended tone, "Oh, well, if that's t
hether you shall or shall not wash your aunt's hair, but if you m
e as she said, "Perhaps I was rude, but if you had to live with Aunt Amelia and w
to quarrel with you to-day, little girl. You may be as
ly at him, but the calm, impersonal glance she met, quell
ldn't live on my pittance anywhere else,-but I do, truly I do, earn my bo
y interposed; "the apology wil
d her into the boat, and taking off h
muscular development of his arms and chest, the straight, clean-cut features in a face that in repose was somewhat grave and stern,
was holding pleasurable communion with himself, absorbed in the contemplation of his usefulness when once he had entered upon that mission for which he
he had met her, and he had only occasionally had glimpses of her real character. There were times when he distinctly
little gracious act, that would cause him to repent of his harsher judg
so tender and childish, that for some reason he would have been unable to explain, a great wave
as they lap the waves." Then, in a more sprightly manner,-"It has the effect of shaded lights a
any connection with me. Even Aunt Amelia I view through that rosy mist, and conjure up the kind things she might have done, the tender words she might hav
n?" as s
and the pungent odor of kerosene oil is all that remains of them. The music stops with a las
s of you and you
ughts and go home, and q
nd said: "Sometimes I light the piano-lamp, and star
e, Meg remarked softly, "I feel that I could wash and