"But I'm a little out of practice.

I must get to work again.

With the very weeds growing higher than our heads, we should raise plenty of good stuff to eat on this land, if we can't afford anything else but taxes." Elnora laughed and hurried up stairs to change her dress.

Margaret Sinton came that night bringing a beautiful blue one in its place, and carried away the other to launder.
"Do you mean to say those dresses are to be washed every two days ?" questioned Mrs.Comstock.
"They have to be, to look fresh," replied Margaret.

"We want our girl sweet as a rose." "Well, of all things!" cried Mrs.Comstock.