stove. I knew it was not befitting my age and Christian character,
but I was glad to see her there. The heat that night was something
terrific, and the fire in the stove, although we had made no more
than we could help, had increased it decidedly. I thought that Mrs.
Jameson, between the stove at her back and the hot water in her
health food, would have her just deserts. It did seem as if she must
be some degrees warmer than any of the rest of us.

However, who thought to inflict just deserts upon her reckoned
without Mrs. H. Boardman Jameson. She began stirring the health food,
which she had brought, in her cup of hot water; but suddenly she
looked around, saw the stove at her back, and sweetly asked Mrs.
White if she could not have another seat, as the heat was very apt to
affect her head.

It was Harriet, after all, upon whom the punishment for her mother's
thoughtlessness fell. She jumped up at once, and eagerly volunteered
to change seats with her.

"Indeed, my place is quite cool, mamma," she said. So Mrs. Jameson
and her daughter exchanged places; and I did not dare look at Flora
Clark.

Though the kitchen was so hot, I think we all felt that we had reason
to be thankful that Mrs. Jameson did not beseech us to eat health
food as she did at the picnic, and also that the reading was over for
that day.

Louisa, when we were going home that night, said she supposed that
Mrs. Jameson would try to improve our literary society also; and she