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"No; but she," with a wave of her hand toward the swiftly gliding

electric, "is agoin to helpfer the Boarder, and we're agoin' to hev her waists to

wash, and Mr St Mark's clo'es, and she told all the scholars to sew

like me 'cause' I sewed the best, and I've larned how to set our table

We mustn't stack up the knife and fork and spoon on ends any ht, the fork to the left of the plate, and the

spoon goes back of it and the tumbler and the napkin, when you has 'em,

to the right"

"I do declare, Amarilly, if it ain't jest like a fairy story!" cried

Mrs Jenkins enthusiastically "You allers did strike luck"

"You bet!" cried Bobby ado some where Amarilly is"

Aht of the eventful

haodmother's coach to her But it was not the ride that stood upperht; it was the little

word of endear cadence

"No one ain't ever called me that afore," she murmured wistfully "I

s'pose ma ain't hed time, and thar was no one else to keer"

Impulsively and tenderly her thin little ar

beside her

"Dear!" she whispered in an awed tone "Dear!"

Iry answered with a sleepy, cooing note