"Grandma talked to the twins for a long time, then, in her own quiet
way. She told them that children who were in bad company were almost
sure to do wrong themselves; and that polite boys and girls usually grew
up to be the best men and women.

"'I know that such a thing will never happen again,' she said, kissing
them both; 'so now it is all forgiven and forgotten.'

"But the twins could not forget. Two or three weeks later, Grandma went
home. She still wrote letters and sent presents, just as if nothing had
ever happened. But for many years--long after Daisy and Dan had grown
up--every time they thought of their dear grandmother, they felt the
sting of their rudeness and cruelty to her."

Joyce winked the tears out of her eyes, as she threw her arms around her
grandma's neck. "I could never treat you like that, dear Grandma!" she
cried.

"Neither could I," said Dan soberly, kissing her good-night.



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In the morning, another letter came from Mother. "Daddy and I are getting
lonesome for you," she wrote.

"We're having a better time than Mother and Daddy are," laughed Don. "If