Tell her to stop." But Billy's tears were flowing too, and he could only answer the little girl by affectionately smoothing her tangled curls, which for once in her life she had forgotten to arrange At length rising up, he said to Mary, "Something must be done.

The villagers must know of it, and I shall have to leave you alone while I tell them." In half an hour from that time the cottage was nearly filled with people, some of whom came out of idle curiosity, and after seeing all that was to be seen, started for home, telling the first woman who put her head out the chamber window for particulars, that "'twas a dreadful thing, and such a pity, too, that Ella should have to go to the poor-house, with her pretty face and handsome curls." But there were others who went there for the sake of comforting the orphans and attending to the dead, and by noon the bodies were decently arranged for burial.

Mrs.Johnson's Irish girl Margaret was cleaning the room, and in the bedroom adjoining, Mrs.Johnson herself, with two or three other ladies, were busily at work upon some plain, neat shrouds, and as they worked they talked of the orphan children who were now left friendless.
"There will be no trouble," said one, "in finding a place for Ella, she is so bright and handsome, but as for Mary, I am afraid she'll have to go to the poor-house." "Were I in a condition to take either," replied Mrs.Johnson, "I should prefer Mary to her sister, for in my estimation she is much the best girl; but there is the baby, who must go wherever Mary does, unless she can be persuaded to leave her." Before any one could reply to this remark, Mary, who had overheard every word, came forward, and laying her face on Mrs.Johnson's lap, sobbed out, "Let me go with Alice, I told mother I would." Billy Bender, who all this while had been standing by the door, now gave a peculiar whistle, which with him was ominous of some new idea, and turning on his heel started for home, never once thinking, until he reached it, that his mother more than six hours before had sent him in great haste for the physician.

On entering the house, he found her, as we expected, rolled up in bed, apparently in the last stage of scarlet fever; but before she could reproach him, he said "Mother, have you heard the news ?" Mrs.Bender had a particular love for news, and now for getting "how near to death's door" she had been, she eagerly demanded, "What news?
What has happened ?" When Billy told her of the sudden death of Mrs.Howard and Frank, an expression of "What?
That all ?" passed over her face, and she said, "Dear me, and so the poor critter's gone?
Hand me my snuff, Billy.
Both died last night, did they?
Hain't you nothin' else to tell ?" "Yes, Mary Judson and Ella Campbell, too, are dead." Mrs.Bender, who like many others, courted the favor of the wealthy, and tried to fancy herself on intimate terms with them, no sooner heard of Mrs.Campbell's affliction, than her own dangerous symptoms were forgotten, and springing up she exclaimed, "Ella Campbell dead! What'll her mother do?
I must go to her right away.

Hand me my double gown there in the closet, and give me my lace cap in the lower draw, and mind you have the tea-kettle biled agin I get back." "But, mother," said Billy, as he prepared to obey her, "Mrs.Campbell is rich, and there are enough who will pity her.