see me last  s like a little one of o be in your place.—Now, come in, and I’ve some good news for you.”

    “I don’t think you have, Bessie.”

    “C do you mean?  sorro Missis and ter Jo to tea ternoon, and you sea o bake you a little cake, and to look over your drao pack your trunk. Missis intends you to leave Gatesoys you like to take h you.”

    “Bessie, you must promise not to scold me any more till I go.”

    “ell, I  mind you are a very good girl, and don’t be afraid of me. Don’t start ’s so provoking.”

    “I don’t t used to you, and I s of people to dread.”

    “If you dread they’ll dislike you.”

    “As you do, Bessie?”

    “I don’t dislike you, Miss; I believe I am fonder of you thers.”

    “You don’t s.”

    “You little s quite a nealking.  makes you so venturesome and hardy?”

    “o say somet  on second ts I considered it better to remain silent on t head.

    “And so you’re glad to leave me?”

    “Not at all, Bessie; indeed, just noher sorry.”

    “Just notle lady says it! I dare say noo ask you for a kiss you  give it me: you’d say you’d rat.”

    “I’ll kiss you and ually embraced, and I folloe comforted. t afternoon lapsed in peace and old me some of  encories, and sang me some of est songs. Even for me life s gleams of sunshine.