It was a dear; but Marie was horror-stricken.

'My baby have a rattle ?' she cried.

'Why, what would Cyril say?
As if he could stand a rattle in the house!' And if she didn't give that rattle to the janitor's wife that very day, while I was there!" "Humph!" sniffed Aunt Hannah again, as Billy rose to go.

"Well, I'm thinking Marie has still some things to learn in this world--and Cyril, too, for that matter." "I wouldn't wonder," laughed Billy, giving Aunt Hannah a good-by kiss..