Ruth was still in a moment, she knew not why; and the tears came into her eyes as she listened.

When it was ended, she kissed her baby, and bade God bless him.
Just then Sally came out, dressed for the evening, with a leisurely look about her.

She had done her work, and she and Ruth were to drink tea together in the exquisitely clean kitchen; but while the kettle was boiling, she came out to enjoy the flowers.

She gathered a piece of southern-wood, and stuffed it up her nose, by way of smelling it.
"Whatten you call this in your country ?" asked she.
"Old-man," replied Ruth.
"We call it here lad's-love.

It and peppermint-drops always remind me of going to church in the country.