Under the lilacs

64 UNDER THE LILACS.Last but by no means least, Miss Celia, her youngbrother, and two maids arrived one evening so late thatonly Mrs. Moss went over to help them settle. Thechildren were much disappointed, but were appeased bya promise that thev should allgo to pay their respectsin the morning.They were up so early, and were so impatient to beoff, that Mrs. Moss let them go with the warning thatthey would find only the servants astir. She was mistaken,however, for, as the procession approached, avoice from the porch called "out, Good-morning,"little neighbors so ! unexpectedly, that Bab nearlyspilt the new milk she carried, Betty gave such a startthat the fresh-laid eggs quite skipped in the dish, andBen's face broke into a broad grin over the armful ofclover which he brought for the bunnies, as he bobbedhis head, sa}'ing briskly," She's all right, miss, Lita is ;and I can bring herover any minute you say."" I shall want her at four o'clock. Thorny will betoo tired to drive, but I must hear from the post-office,"rain or shine ; and Miss Celia's pretty coloi brightenedas she spoke, either from some happy thought o becauseshe was bashful, for the honest young faces belx-re herplainly showed their admiration of the white-gownedlady under the honeysuckles.The appearance of Miranda, the maid, reminded thechillren of their errand ; and, havingdelivered theirofferings, they were about to retire in some confusion,when Miss Celia said pleasantly," I want to thank you for helping put things in suchnice order. I see signs of busy hands and feet both