It will do your spirits good, and cheer up this sober old house.

Won't it, auntie ?" "I think you are right, Alec, and it is fortunate that we have not begun on her spring clothes yet, for Myra thought she ought not to wear anything brighter than violet, and she is too pale for that." "You just let me direct Miss Hemming how to make some of these things.
You will be surprised to see how much I know about piping hems and gathering arm-holes and shirring biases," began Dr.Alec, patting a pile of muslin, cloth and silk with a knowing air.
Aunt Peace and Rose laughed so that he could not display his knowledge any farther, till they stopped, when he said good-naturedly, "That will go a great way toward filling out the belt, so laugh away, Morgiana, and I'll go back to my work, or I never shall be done." "I couldn't help it, 'shirred biases' were so very funny!" Rose said, as she turned to her box after the splendid laugh.

"But really, auntie," she added soberly, "I feel as if I ought not to have so many nice things.

I suppose it wouldn't do to give Phebe some of them?
Uncle might not like it." "He would not mind; but they are not suitable for Phebe.

Some of the dresses you are done with would be more useful, if they can be made over to fit her," answered Aunt Peace in the prudent, moderate tone which is so trying to our feelings when we indulge in little fits of charitable enthusiasm.
"I'd rather give her new ones, for I think she is a little bit proud and might not like old things.