CHAPTER IV.
DOTTY'S CAMEL.
Matters were soon set right with Mrs.Gray, who was sorry she had not spoken frankly to Mrs.Parlin in the first place, instead of going secretly to the neighbors and complaining that she did not receive her due allowance of milk.

Perhaps it was a good lesson for the doctor's wife; for she ceased to gossip about the Parlins, and even took the pains to correct the wrong story with regard to the pearl breastpin.
After this Dotty and Katie carried the milk as usual; only they never stopped under the acorn tree any more to play "King and Queen." Not that Dotty felt much shame.

She held herself in high esteem.

She knew she had done wrong, but thought that by telling the truth so nobly she had atoned for all.
"I am almost as good as the little girls in the Sunday school books," said she; "now there's Jennie Vance--I'm afraid she fibs." Jennie called one day to ask Dotty and Flyaway to go to school with her.
"Jennie," said Miss Dimple, gravely, as they were walking with Katie between them, "do they ever read the Bible to you ?" "Yes; why ?" "O, nothing; only you don't act as if you know anything about it." "I guess my mother is one of the first ladies in this town, Miss Dimple, and she's told me the story of Joseph's coat till I know it by heart." "Well," said Dotty, looking very solemn, "it hasn't done you any good, Jennie Vance.

Now, I learn verses every Sunday, and one is this: 'Lie not one to another.' What think of that ?" Jennie's black eyes snapped.