influential, you'll have no trouble in getting it published,--none at
all."

So saying, she thrust into Mary's hand a large package, carefully
wrapped in half a dozen newspapers, and the whole enveloped in a
snuff-colored silk handkerchief, which "Willie's father used to wear."
Here Rind came up the stairs saying breakfast was ready, and after
putting her present aside, Mary descended to the kitchen, where she
found the table arranged with more than usual care. An old red waiter,
which was only used on special occasions, was placed near Miss Grundy,
and on it stood the phenomenon of a hissing coffee-pot: and what was
stranger, still, in the place of the tin basin from which Mary had
recently been accustomed to eat her bread and milk, there was now a
cup and saucer, which surely must have been intended for her. Her
wonder was at its height when Miss Grundy entered from the back room,
bearing a plate filled with snowy white biscuit, which she placed upon
the table with an air of "There! what do you think of that?"--then
seating herself, she skimmed all the cream from the bowl of milk, and
preparing a delicious cup of coffee, passed it to Mary, before helping
the rest.

"Is the Millennium about to be ushered in?" asked Sal in amazement;
while Uncle Peter, reverently rising, said, Fellow-citizens, and
ladies, for these extras let us thank the Lord, remembering to ask a
continuation of the same!"

"Do let your victuals stop your mouth," said Miss Grundy, "and don't
act as though we never had coffee and biscuit for breakfast before."

"My memory has failed wonderfully, if we ever did," was Uncle Peter's