He says to me yisterday, says he, 'Can't you 'suade yer Miss Sue not to be cleanin' up so much, an' not to go out in de front yard wid dat ole sunbonnet on ?'" "Well, I'd like to know how things would get done if I didn't do them," exclaimed Mrs.Hollis, hotly.

"I suppose he would like me to let things go like the Meeches! The only time I ever saw Mrs.Meech work was when she swept the front pavement, and then she made Martha walk around behind her and read out loud while she was doing it." "It's Mr.Meech that's in the yard now," announced Sandy from the side window.

"He's raking the leaves with one hand and a-reading a book with the other." "I knew it!" cried Mrs.Hollis.

"I never saw such doings.

They say she even leaves the dishes overnight.