She gave it her best thought from time to time, for two or three days--but it baffled her--defeated her.

And at last she gave up and went to her mother for help.
"Mamma, what is '_little_ things' ?" It seemed a simple question--at first.

And yet, before the answer could be put into words, unsuspected and unforeseen difficulties began to appear.

They increased; they multiplied; they brought about another defeat.

The effort to explain came to a standstill.