no place to sleep, nor nuthin. So Nettie went to a doctors house, and
told him she would give him the gold ring fur some fyssick fur the
little boys muther; and the doctor give her some castor-oil and
parrygorick, and then she went on tell they got to the house, and
Nettie give her the fyssick, and some candy to take the taste out of
her mouth, and it done her lots uv good; and she give all her nuts and
candy to the poor little chillen. And she went back to the man what
sold her the things, and told him all about it; and he took back all
the little stoves and tubs and iuns and things she had bort, and give
her the money, and she carried it strait to the poor woman, and told
her to buy some bread and cloes for her chillen. The poor woman
thanked her very much, and Nettie told em good-by, and started fur
home."

Here Diddie stopped suddenly and said,

"Come here a little minute, Dumps; I want you to help me wind up this
tale." Then, after reading it aloud, she said, "You see, I've only got
six mo' lines of paper, an' I haven't got room to tell all that
happened to her, an' what become of her. How would you wind up, if you
were me?"

"I b'lieve I'd say, she furgive her sisters, an' married the prince,
an' lived happy ever afterwards, like 'Cinderilla an' the Little Glass
Slipper.'"

"Oh, Dumps, you're such er little goose; that kind of endin' wouldn't
suit my story at all," said Diddie; "but I'll have to wind up somehow,
for all the little girls who read the book will want to know what
become of her, an' there's only six lines to wind up in; an' she's