"I can't help admiring them." "It's very kind of you, I'm sure, miss.

Of course we all get attached to what's our own, specially when 'tis gived to us; and I'm very proud of my fruit, same as I am of my worked pictures." "I think they are wonderful," breathed Betty, turning from the wax fruit to gaze at Eli and Samuel.

"Did you"-- in a voice full of awe-- "really work them yourself, Mrs.Henderson ?" "I did, missie, every stitch of them," said their owner proudly; "and all while I was walking out with Henderson." "While you were walking!" gasped Betty.

"But how could you see where you were going ?" Mrs.Henderson laughed.

"No, missie; I mean the years we was courting." "How interesting," said Betty solemnly.