I should like that better than anything new, because mamma used to wear it, and it would seem as if she were here still, helping me to get ready.

Don't you think so ?" "It is a lovely idea," said Clover, the ever-ready tears dimming her happy blue eyes for a moment, "and just like you.

Yes, that shall be the dress,--dear mamma's shawl.

It will please papa too, I think, to have you choose it." "I thought perhaps it would," said Katy, soberly.

"Then I have a wide white watered sash which Aunt Izzy gave me, and I mean to have that worked into the dress somehow.