Cephas was out; but Mis' Meeker said he'd be right in, she reckoned, an' asked me to take a cheer an' wait.

So I sot down, an' while I was waitin', in come 'Melia, an' says she, 'Say, Aunt Cilly (Mis' Meeker's name was Priscilla)--Say, Aunt Cilly, can I go down an' play with Eddie?
He wants me to come, reel bad.
Can I, Aunt Cilly ?' 'Not to-day, dearie,' says Mis' Meeker; 'you was down to play with Eddie yesterday, an' I reckon that'll do for one while!' she says.

I looked at little 'Melia, an' her eyes was snappin' like coals.

She didn't say nothin', but she jest took an' shoved her elbow right through the plate-glass winder.

Ho! ho! Cephas had had his house made over, an' he was real proud of his plate-glass winders.