What a noise he made! I wish he was in Guinea, where he came from." Dotty had never seen a Guinea pig.

It was another curiosity, which promised to be more remarkable than Phebe or Katinka.

She began to think coming West was like having one long play-day.

Even the dining-room was a novelty, with the swinging fan suspended over the table to keep off flies.
"I have been wondering," said Mrs.Clifford, as she urned the coffee, "how we shall amuse our little Dotty while she is here." "Fishing," suggested Horace.
"Nutting," said Grace.
"_Prudy_ went to a _wedding_ when she was in Indiana," remarked Dotty, in a low voice.
"We will try to get up a wedding then," said Horace; "but they are a little out of fashion now." "We have been thinking," observed Mrs.Clifford, "of a nutting excursion for to-day.

How would you like it, Edward ?" "Very much," replied Mr.Parlin.