If they had lived, they'd been near your age now, and I'd want them to look like you." There was sympathy on every girl face.
"Why thank you!" said one of them.

"We are very sorry for you." "Of course you are," said Margaret.

"Everybody always has been.

And because I can't ever have the joy of a mother in thinking for my girls and buying pretty things for them, there is nothing left for me, but to do what I can for some one who has no mother to care for her.

I know a girl, who would be just as pretty as any of you, if she had the clothes, but her mother does not think about her, so I mother her some myself." "She must be a lucky girl," said another.
"Oh, she loves me," said Margaret, "and I love her.