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"Now, mother," said she, "do you think, if I should be kept on bread and water for a whole day, I should learn to remember? You'll never trust Dotty with me again." "Ah," said Mrs. Parlin, with a meaning smile; "the trouble is, Susy, you've made up your mind that your memory is good for nothing: you expect to forget! I shall trust you again, and you must fully resolve to do better."
"You're bringing down trouble, I'm afraid, child," said Angeline, gravely, as she walked back and forth, doing her work. Mrs. Parlin, away off at Willowbrook, was at that moment bathing Mrs. Clifford's forehead. I think she might have dropped the sponge in dismay if she had known what pernicious nonsense was finding its way into Dotty's ears.
Dotty received it very humbly, and laid it away in the rosewood box with her precious things. "We must keep good company, Dotty, or not any at all. This is a fact. "Even an apple is known by the company it keeps. Grandpa Parlin says if you put apples in a potato bin, they won't taste like apples they'll taste like potatoes.
"I s'pose she knows mother'll help her if I don't," said she to herself. Dotty's goodness ran on with a ceaseless flow till two o'clock, when that event took place which the children regarded as the most important one of the day that is, dinner. After the silent blessing, Mr. Parlin turned to his youngest daughter, and said, "Alice, do you know what Thanksgiving Day is for?"
To think such a glorious thing as this could happen to Dotty! and she not the best girl in the world either! A visit from her bosom friend! "Aunt 'Ria, do you understand? Aunt Louise? Gracie? This is Tate Penny!" "Who asked her to come? How did she happen to be with mamma, the same day, in the same cars?" Well, grandma Parlin invited her to come.
Parlin sent her into the kitchen with a message to Norah concerning the turkey; but she forgot it on the way, and stood by Norah's elbow gazing at the raisins, fruit, and other nice things in a maze. "What did my mamma send me here for? She ought to said it over twice.
"O, her name is Alice Wheelbarrow Parlin, sir," whispered Prudy, in reply; "and she had on a pink dress, and her hair curls down her neck, and she has the brightest eyes, and two years and a half of age, sir. O, where do you s'pose she's gone to?" In her concern for Dotty, Prudy had forgotten her usual fear of strangers.
She knew her mistress was very "particular," and did not allow any one in her house to "call names." But just now Mrs. Parlin had no time to give Norah a mild reproof, her whole attention being devoted to the half-insane Dotty, whose most unusual exhibition of temper filled her with dreadful apprehensions.
Parlin, appearing at the door, "put on your hats; we are ready to start." Prudy clapped her hands an action which cousin Percy did not consider very polite. "It shows," said he, "how glad you are to leave us." "O, but we are going home, you know, Percy! Only think of having a home to go to!"
Susy was about to appeal to her mother to take the little one away, when she heard the hall door open and shut; her father and mother had gone out for their walk. It did occur to Susy that this was a great pity; and, indeed, it is quite probable, Mrs. Parlin would not have left the house if she could have foreseen how much her presence would be needed.
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