But Daisy's face was too much in earnest. "I think I cannot grant that
request," said her father. "You must tell me."

Daisy looked distressed. But she dared not evade the order, though she
feared very much what might come of it.

"I didn't buy the ham for the party, papa."

"Then for what?"

"I bought it, papa, for a little girl who was going without her
breakfast. She came to Mr. Lamb's to buy ham, and she had no money, and
he wouldn't let her have any."

"And what became of your baskets?"

"O I got them, papa; I got cheaper ones; and Nora and I dressed them
with greens. I had money enough."

Mr. Randolph took his little daughter on his knee and softly put down
his lips to kiss her.

"But Daisy, after all, why did you not go to Crum Elbow yesterday
afternoon, as you meant to do?"

"Papa, this morning did better, for it was pleasanter."

"Do you call that an answer?" said Mr. Randolph, who was still softly
kissing her.