can."

Ella looked down at her embroidered pantalets, and hanging her head on
one side, said, "Oh, it's so dusty. I'm afraid I'll get all dirt,--and
hot, too. Mamma doesn't like to have me get hot."

"Why not?" asked Jenny, who always wished to know the reason of
things.

"'Cause it makes folks' skin rough, and break out," was Ella's reply.

"Oh, pshaw!" returned Jenny, with a vain attempt to turn up her little
bit of a nose. "I play every day till I am most roasted, and my skin
ain't half as rough as yours. But say, will you go with Mary? for if
you don't I shall!"

"I guess I won't," said Ella, and then, anxious to make Mary feel a
little comfortable, she added, "Mamma says Mary's coming to see me
before long, and then we'll have a real good time. I've lots of pretty
things--two silk dresses, and I wear French gaiters like these every
day."

Glancing first at Mary, and then at Ella, Jenny replied, "Pho, that's
nothing; Mary knows more than you do, any way. Why, she can say every
speck of the multiplication table, and you only know the 10's!"

When Ella was angry, or felt annoyed, she generally cried; and now
declaring that she knew more than the 10's she began to cry; and
announcing her intention of never speaking to Jenny again "as long as
she lived and breathed," she walked away, while Mary and Jenny