and butter and things. I stirred until I was perfectly exhausted.
No wonder a cook has usually a great thick arm. Then when it had
formed a paste, we rolled it out, and put the apples in the dish, and
roofed it in, and trimmed the edges, and stuck flat leaves made of
paste all over it, and the dearest little crown in the middle. Then
we put it into the oven until it was brown. It looked a very nice
tart, and mamma said that I had made it very solidly. It certainly
did feel very heavy for its size. Mamma would not taste it, because
she said that she thought Dr. Tristram would not approve of her doing
so, but I had a piece, and really it was not so bad. Mamma said the
servants might have it at dinner, but the servants said that the poor
window-cleaner had a large family, and so we gave it to him. It is
so sweet to feel that one is of any use to any one.

What do you think happened this morning? Two wedding-presents
arrived. The first was a very nice fish slice and fork in a case.
It was from dear old Mrs. Jones Beyrick, on whom we really had no
claim whatever. We all think it so kind of her, and such a nice
fish-slice. The other was a beautiful travelling-bag from Uncle
Arthur. Stamped in gold upon it were the letters M.C., I said, 'Oh,
what a pity! They have put the wrong initials.' That made mamma
laugh. I suppose one soon gets used to it. Fancy how you would feel
if it were the other way about, and you changed your name to mine.
They might call you Selby, but you would continue to feel Crosse. I
didn't mean that for a joke, but women make jokes without intending
it. The other day the curate drove up in his donkey-cart, and mother
said, 'Oh, what a nice tandem!' I think that she meant to say 'turn-
out'; but papa said it was the neatest thing he had heard for a long
time, so mamma is very pleased, but I am sure that she does not know
even now why it should be so funny.