You see, Master Thurstan is no wiser than a babby in some things; and Miss Faith just lets him have his own way; so it's all left to me to keep him out of scrapes.

I'll wish you a very good night.

I've heard many a one say as long hair was not wholesome.

Good night." But in a minute she popped her head into Ruth's room once more: "You'll put on them caps to-morrow morning.

I'll make you a present on them." Sally had carried away the beautiful curls, and she could not find it in her heart to throw such lovely chestnut tresses away, so she folded them up carefully in paper, and placed them in a safe corner of her drawer..