Mrs.Alwynn, flushed and shrill, was organizing an infant troop.

A good-natured curate was laying up for himself treasure elsewhere, by a present expenditure of half-pence secreted in a tub of bran.

Dare, not to be behind-hand, took to swinging little girls with desperate and heated good-nature.

His bright smile and genial brown face soon gained the confidence of the children; and then he swung them as they had never been swung before.

It was positively the first time that some of the girls had ever seen their heels above their heads.