"The end is not far off now." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear you say that!" said Patsy; "but I hope it is not true.

Why, here are we four newly found relations all beginning to get acquainted, and to love one another, and we can't have our little party broken up, auntie dear." "Five of us--five relations," cried Uncle John, coming around the corner of the hedge.

"Don't I count, Patsy, you rogue?
Why you're looking as bright and as bonny as can be.

I wouldn't be surprised if you could toddle." "Not yet," she answered, cheerfully.

"But I'm doing finely, Uncle John, and it won't be long before I can get about as well as ever." "And to think," said Aunt Jane, bitterly, "that all this trouble was caused by that miserable boy! If I knew where to send him he'd not stay at Elmhurst a day longer." "Why, he's my best friend, aunt," announced Patsy, quietly.