ever forget to lift your sash and fix those puffy things when you sit
down? "

Before Fanny could answer, a scream from below made both
listen. "It 's only Maud; she fusses all day long," began Fanny; and
the words were hardly out of her mouth, when the door was thrown
open, and a little girl, of six or seven, came roaring in. She stopped
at sight of Polly, stared a minute, then took up her roar just where
she left it, and cast herself into Fanny's lap, exclaiming wrathfully,
"Tom 's laughing at me! Make him stop!"

"What did you do to set him going? Don't scream so, you 'll
frighten Polly!" and Fan gave the cherub a shake, which produced
an explanation.

"I only said we had cold cweam at the party, last night, and he
laughed!"

"Ice-cream, child!" and Fanny followed Tom's reprehensible
example.

"I don't care! it was cold; and I warmed mine at the wegister, and
then it was nice; only, Willy Bliss spilt it on my new Gabwielle!"
and Maud wailed again over her accumulated woes.

"Do go to Katy! You 're as cross as a little bear to-day!" said
Fanny, pushing her away.

"Katy don't amoose me; and I must be amoosed, 'cause I 'm
fwactious; mamma said I was!" sobbed Maud, evidently laboring