I heard you telling ma you wouldn't wear the dress she'd laid out for you.
Elsie Travilla, allow me the pleasure of refilling your saucer." "No, thank you, Phil, I've had all mamma thinks good for me." "Time to go to bed, chillens," said mammy, approaching the little group, "de clock jes gwine strike nine.

Here, Uncle Joe, take dese empty saucers." Promptly and without a murmur the four little folks prepared to obey the summons, but cast wistful longing glances toward mamma, who was gayly chatting with her guests on the other side of the room.

Just then the clock on the mantel struck, and excusing herself she came quickly toward them.

"That is right, dears; come and say good-night to papa and our friends; then go with mammy and mamma will follow in a few moments." "What dear sweet creatures they are! perfect little ladies and gentlemen," remarked Mrs.Wood, as, after a courteous good-night to all, they went cheerfully away with their mammy.
"I wish mine were half as good," said Mrs.Ross.
"Now ma, don't expose us," cried Phil.

"I've often heard you say Mrs.
Travilla was a far better little girl than you; so of course her children ought to be better than yours." "Some children keep their good behavior for company," sneered Enna, "and I've no doubt these little paragons have their naughty fits as well as ours." "It is quite true that they are not always good," Elsie said with patient sweetness.