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littletrinkets,with an elegantlȳwrought alabaster
do mischief. She Knows she mustn't pick,
wi .hag-stand, which her father had supplied-flowersto
her when he saw her trying to improveto it. But,if you fancy to have her pluckthem,
she does it; that's all theie is
herself in*writing. There was a fireplace in the so be it."
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room, and on the marble mantel above stood a Mamma, I think Topsy is different from what
beautifullywrought statuette of Jesus receiving she used to be ; she 's trying to be a good girl."
little children,and on either side marble vases, "She'll have to try a good while before she
for which it was Tom's pride and delight to offer gets to be good!" said Marie, with a careless
bouquetsevery morning. Two or three exquisite laugh.
paintings of children, "
in various attitudes embellished
Well, you know, mamma, poor Topsy ! everything
the wall. In short,the eye
could turn has.alwaysbeen againsther."
nowhere without meetingimages of childhood, of
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Not since she 's been here,I 'm sure. If she
beauty, and of peace. Those little eyes
never has n't been talked to,and preachedto,and every
opened,in the morninglight, without falling on earthlything done that anybody could do "
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something which suggested to the heart soothing she 'sjustso ugly,and always will be ; you can't
and beautifulthoughts.
make anything of the creature !" "
The deceitful strength which had buoyed Eva
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But, mamma, it 's so different to be brought
up for a littlewhile was fast passing away ; seldom
up as I 've been, with so many friendsșo many
and more seldom her lightfootstepwas things to make me good and happy ; and to be
heard in the veranda, and oftener and oftener brought up as she 's been, all the time, till she
she was found reclined on a little loungeby the came here !
open window, "
her large,deep eyes fixed on the Most
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likely,"said dear
Marie,yawning,"
rising and fallingwaters of the lake.
me, how hot it is !"
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It was towards the middle of the afternoon,as Mamma, you believe,don't you, that Topsy
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she was so reclining, her Bible half open, her could become an angel, as well as any of us, if
littletransparentfingerslyinglistlessly between she were a Christian?"
the leaves," suddenlyshe heard her mother's "Topsy! what a ridiculous idea! Nobody
voice,in sharptimes,in the veranda.
but you would ever think of it. I suppose she
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What now, you baggage! new piececould,though."
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of ruisehief! You've been pickingthe flowers, But, mamma, is n't God her Father,as much
hey ?" and Eva heard the sound of a smart slap. as ours ? Is n't Jesus her Saviour ?"
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Law, Missis
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! for Miss Eva,'*' she Well, that may be. I suppose
God made
heard a voice say,
which she knew belongedto everybody," said Marie. "
Where is my smell-
Topsy.
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Miss Eva ! A pretty excuse ! "
" You suppose It(' such a pity, swcAapity!" said
she wants your flowers, you good-for nothingnigger
Eva,looking out on the distant lake, and speaking
! Get alongoffwith you !"
half to herself.
In a moment, Eva was off from her lounge, and
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What 's a pity?" said Marie.
La the veranda.
"Why, that any one, who could be a bright
uO, don't,mother ! I should like the flowers ; angel, and live with angels șhould go
all down,
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do givethem to me ; I want them!"
down, down, and nobodyhelpthem ! dear !"
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Why, Eva, your room is full now."
Well, we can't help it ; it's no use worrying,
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I can't have too many," said Eva. "
Topsy, Eva ! I don*t know what 's to be done ; we
do bringthem here."
ought to be thankful for our own advantages."
Topsy, who had stood sullenly, holding down
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I hardly can be," said Eva, " I 'm so sorry
her head,now came up
and offered her flowers. to think of poor folks that have n't any !"
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She did it with a look of hesitation and bashfuljaess,quiteunlike
the eldrich boldness and brightness
That 's odd enough," said Marie "
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; I 'm
sure
my religion makes me thankful for my ad-
which was usual with her
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It 's a beautifulbouquet!" said Eva, looking Mamma," said Eva, " I want to have some
at it.
of my hair cut off, gooddeal of it."
It was rather a singular one,
" brilliant scarlet
"What for?" said Marie.
geranium, and one single white japonica, with
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Mamma, I want to give some away to my
its glossy leaves. It was tied up with an evident friends,while I am able to give;t to them myself.
eye to the contrast of color, and t\e arrangement Won't you ask auntyto come and cut it
of every leaf had carefully been studied.
for me?"
Topsy looked,pleased,
Eva "
said," Topsy, Marie raised her voice,and called Miss Ophelia
you arrange flowers very prettily. Here," she from the other room.
said, " is this vase I have n't any
flowers for. I The child half rose from her pillowas sho
wish you 'd arrange somethingevery day for it." came in,and,'shakingdown her long goldenbrown
curls, said,rather playfully,
" Come,
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Well,that 's odd !" said Marie. What in
the world do you want that for? "
auntv, shear the sheep !"
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" Never mind, mamma ; you
'd as lief as not What s that?" said St. Clare,who justthen
Topsy should do had it," you not?"
entered with some fruit he had been out to get
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Of course, anythingyou please, dear ! Topey,
you hear your young mistress "
for her.
; that Papa, I just want auntyto cut off some of
you mind.
my
hair ;
's too much of it,and it makes
Topsy made a short courtesy, and looked down ; my head hot. Besides,I want to givesome of
and, as she turned away,
Eva saw a tear roll it away."
down her dark cheek.
Miss Opheliacame, with her scissors.
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You see, mamma, I knew poor Topsy wanted
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"Take care, spoilthe looks of it!"
to do something for me," said Eva to her mother.
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0 nonsense ! it 's only because she likes to
said her father ; "cut underneath,where itwon't
show. Eva's curls are ir-" pride
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ing-bottle?"
vantages."