I thought you hadn't come, until I heard them talking about a crazy woman.

But let's go to my class, and you'll have a chance to see Ella while the scholars are getting their seats." Mary accompanied her young friend to a pew, at the door of which she met her sister face to face.

There was a sudden exclamation of joy on Mary's part, and an attempt to throw her arms around Ella's neck, but the little girl drew back, and merely offering her hand, said, "Oh, it's you, isn't it?
I didn't know you, you looked so queer." "Heavens! what a head-dress! Big as our carriage top any day!" was the next exclamation which reached Mary's ear, as Rose Lincoln brushed past.

Glancing from her sister to Rose, Mary half determined to tear the bonnet from her head and trample it under her feet, but Jenny softly squeezed her hand, and whispered, "Don't mind what Rose says; I love you, and so does Billy Bender.

I saw him in the village yesterday, and asked him if he didn't, and he said he did." It required more than Billy Bender's love to soothe Mary then.