It's covered with blueberries, and that's why it's so blue." "Who told you that ?" asked Susy, smiling.

"It isn't time yet for blueberries; and if it was, we couldn't see them forty miles off without a telescope." "Jennie Vance told me," said Dotty; "and she ought to know, for her father is the judge." By this time the children had reached the church, and were waiting on the steps for the rest of the family.

It was pleasant to watch the people coming from up and down the street, looking so neat and peaceful.
But when Jennie Vance drew near with her new summer silk and the elegant feather in her hat, Dotty's heart gave a quick double beat, half admiration, half envy.

Jennie's black eyes were shining with vanity, and her nicely gaitered feet tripped daintily up the steps.
"How d'ye do ?" said she, carelessly, to Dotty, and swept by her like a little ship under full sail.
"Jennie Vance needn't talk so about her new mother," whispered Prudy, "for she gives her fifty-two new dresses, one for every Sunday." Dotty's brow darkened.

Just now it seemed to her one of the greatest trials in the whole world that the dress she wore had been made over from one of Prudy's.