"Underneath, the cushions are covered with soft crimson cloth, oh, so pretty, and so warm-looking! I am always glad when it's time to take the chintz covers off.

And yet I am always glad to put them on again," she added, "for the chintz is pretty too, I think: and besides, I know then that summer is really come." "You like summer best ?" asked Hilda.
"Oh, yes!" she replied.

"In winter, of course, I can't go out; and sometimes it seems a little long, when Bubble is away all day,--not very, you know, but just a little.

But in summer, oh, then I am so happy! I can go all round the place by myself, and sit out in the garden, and feed the chickens, and take care of the flowers.

And then on Sunday Bubble always gives me a good ride along the road.