Her pride was a little hurt at the thought of taking such a shabbily-clad little granddaughter into the shops where she was well known.

However, hats and boots required to be tried on, so there was nothing for it but to make the best of things, and Jessie was to be taken to Norton.
What a day of wonders that was to Jessie! It seemed almost as though there were too many good things crowded into one twenty-four hours.
As soon as it was decided that they were to go, her grandfather went off and borrowed Mrs.Maddock's donkey and the little cart, to drive them in, for Norton was more than a mile and a half away, and that was too far, they thought, for Jessie's little feet to walk.

So the cart was brought, and granny and grandfather sat on the little wooden seat, while Jessie sat on a rug in the bottom of the cart, at their feet.

She liked it better there, she thought, for there was no fear of her falling out, and she could look all about her and feel quite safe and comfortable all the time.

Granp gave her the whip to hold, but she had no work to do, for Moses, the donkey, behaved so well, he never once needed it all the way to Norton.
Jessie was very glad, for she could not bear to think of anything being punished on such a lovely afternoon.