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Pieces of muslin came in the house and were cut up into sheets and pillow-cases. They were all to be sewed over-seam and hemmed by hand. A year would be none too long in which to get ready. Josie one day said something about Margaret being engaged. Hanny made no reply. She went home in a strange mood. To be sure, Steve had married Dolly, but that was different.
She was so ready to be entertaining, so fresh, and yet with a charming simplicity. "I am so glad for Hanny to have such a friend," her mother said to the Doctor. "She hasn't seemed to take any one to her heart since we have been up here; and it does make her seem a bit old-fashioned to be so much with elderly people." "Yes. They seem to suit exactly." Jim took them over to the Deans' one evening.
You can make lace with cotton thread and oh! elegant with silk. That is worth a good deal." Hanny bought her needle and worsted. At first she was "bothered" as well. But she was an ingenious little girl, and when you once had the "knack" there were such infinite varieties to it. And oh, it was so fascinating!
Then Mrs. Jasper claimed a greeting. Hanny knew that a year ago they had lost Aunt Ellen, with an attack of fever. Mrs. Jasper looked rather pale, but she had not changed. "Why, you haven't grown a bit!" cried Daisy. "And look at me! You'll have to go to German baths, and all that, to get a good start. What a pity you did not go with us! I've had such a longing for girls.
So then they could plan to go away; and Delia might write her novel while she was abroad. Meanwhile the summer was slipping away like a dream. The great fair still attracted a large concourse. But September came in, and schools opened. Jim went back to regular study; Charles to the seminary. Hanny had some more schoolmates married.
And boys, go to bed." The boys tried to be merry with a big M to it, on Christmas morning. But something was lacking. The stockings hung in a row, and there were piles of gifts below them. They were all too old for playthings now. Hanny had two white aprons ruffled all round, and a pretty pair of winter boots.
He had cut the side of his foot with a splinter of glass, and his mother would not allow him to put on his shoe. Hanny brought down her doll. Ben looked rather wistfully at her. "I wish you'd come in too. We're going to have such a nice time," she said in a soft tone. "I'd look fine playing with dolls." "But you needn't really play with dolls. Mrs. Dean doesn't. She's the grandmother.
"I've got to drive up to Harlem and I'll take her along." Hanny almost danced for joy. Margaret found her red merino coat. The collar was trimmed with swan's down, and her red silk hood had an edge of the same. True, some ultra-fashionables had come out in spring attire, but it was rather cool so early in the season. Hanny looked very pretty in her winter hood.
I would not have missed it for a dollar; though I wouldn't care to encounter him in his native wilds." "He did look grand surveying the audience," said Daisy. "I am so glad I could come for everything." The Doctor put Hanny and Daisy in the buggy, as they were both so slim. Hanny hugged his arm, and said in a voice still a trifle shaky, "Weren't you the least bit frightened, Joe?"
Odell said there wasn't a mite of danger, for some of the big boys always went along; and that it was a regular frolic for the children. So Saturday they put on their oldest clothes. Hanny wore an outgrown frock of Polly's. Mr. Odell said he would drive them down to the river, which would save half the walk. He had some business in that direction.
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