"The foundation of her sickness was laid at Mount Holyoke, and the whole faculty ought to be indicted for manslaughter." Jenny's clear, truthful eyes turned towards her mother, who frowned darkly, and continued: "She was as well as any one until she went there, and I consider it my duty to warn all parents against sending their daughters to a place where neither health, manners, nor any thing else is attended to, except religion and housework." Jenny had not quite got over her childish habit of occasionally setting her mother right on some points, and she could not forbear saying that Dr.Kleber thought Rose injured herself by attending Mrs.
Russell's party.
"Dr.Kleber doesn't know any more about it than I do," returned her mother.

"He's always minding other folks' business, and so are you.

I guess you'd better go up stairs, and see if Rose doesn't want something." Jenny obeyed, and as she entered her sister's chamber, Rose lifted her head languidly from her pillow, and pointing to a window, which had been opened that she might breathe more freely, said, "Just listen; don't you hear that horrid croaking ?" Jenny laughed aloud, for she knew Rose had heard "that horrid croaking" move than a hundred times in Chicopee, but in Glenwood every thing must necessarily assume a goblin form and sound.

Seating herself upon the foot of the bed, she said, "Why, that's the frogs.

I love to hear them dearly.