Of course the little boys won't stand that, and they set up a scream, and then out comes their mother, and there's a grand row! I scarcely ever come home at night that Marget doesn't come complaining of the boy for plaguing the younger children.

She wants me to punish him, but when the little fellow stands up before me, and looks straight into my eyes with such a look of his mother about him, I cannot bring myself to strike him.

Then Marget is vexed and begins to scold, and I do not like to vex her, for she works hard and means all right.

I have often thought that perhaps you, Mrs.Stein, would speak a word for me to Marget about punishing the boy; for anything from you would have great weight with her." "Certainly I will, with pleasure.

But tell me about Elsli; is Marget kind to her ?" "Well, this is how it is,"-- and Heiri drew a little nearer the hedge and spoke in a confidential tone--"the little girl is more like me, and gives in easily and is not obstinate about having her own way, as her poor mother was.