"My niece and my cousin, and both bearing mamma's name; about the same
size, too; would it not be pretty?" she asked, and received a chorus of
approving replies.

"Oh, I'd like to!" cried Elsie Dinsmore, clapping her hands in delight.
"It's ever so good in you, Cousin Rosie, to choose us! and I suppose we
will be dressed alike, won't we?"

"That is my idea," said Rosie, "and I presume your mothers will not
withhold their consent."

"Oh, you will let us, mamma--you and Cousin Vi--won't you?" cried the
child, turning to them.

"I am entirely willing, if that suits Cousin Vi and her Elsie," replied
her mother.

"As it will, I am sure," said Violet.

"Yes, mamma," said her Elsie, "I shall like it, for I am sure you and
the other ladies will choose a pretty dress for us."

"Probably no prettier than some that you already own," Violet returned
with an amused look. "Try not to think or care too much for dress,
daughter; there are so many things which are much more important."

"But it isn't wrong to like to be tastefully dressed, is it, mamma?"
asked the little girl with a slightly troubled look.

"No, I think not, dear," returned her mother with a loving smile into