deserves it too, Miss Vaughan,' replied Harris; 'she took
care of you when you could not have told if you were ill-used. Little
ladies should always remember those who were kind to them in their
helpless years. Come now, tell me what nurse said to you when you saw
her last. I am sure she would tell you nothing but what was very good.'

"'She told me,' said Evelyn, 'about my mamma being an angel; and she
told me that if I was good, and not selfish, and gave things away, that
I should go to heaven too; I should then, she said, be like a lamb
living under the care of a good shepherd.'

"Harris, on hearing this, as Fanny said, looked about her in that sort
of wondering way which people use when they are thoroughly surprised;
but it being very near twelve at noon, she had no time to carry on the
discourse further then. Evelyn's frock required to be changed, and her
hair put in order; and then, as the custom was, Mrs. Harris had to lead
the child into the saloon to make her curtsey, and leave her till the
bell rang to recall her.

"When Harris had left the child with her aunts, she came up again to
her own apartments. She came with her mouth open, being all impatience
to let out her thoughts to Fanny.

"'Who would have guessed,' said she, 'that the wind blew from that
quarter, Fanny? and here I have been beating about and about to find
out the child, and trying to get at her in every way I could think of,
all the while missing the right one.'

"'What do you mean, Mrs. Harris?' said Fanny.

"'What do I mean?' answered Harris; 'why, how stupid you are, girl!
have I not been trying to get to the child's heart every day these six
months, by indulging her, and petting her, and talking to her of her
pretty face and fine expectations, and all that? and has she not all
along seemed to care as little for what I said as she would for the
sound of rustling leaves?'

"'Will you deny that it is very true?' answered Fanny; 'I think she
has heard of her grandeur and those things, till they are no news to
her.'

"'Maybe so,' answered Harris; 'but I never yet met with the person,
young or old, who could be tired out with their own praises, however
they may pretend.'

"'I was never much tired in that way,' answered Fanny.

"'Maybe not,' said Mrs. Harris; 'what was anyone to get by honeying one
like you? Well, but to return to this child. I did set her down to be
none of the sharpest; but for once I think I was mistaken. It is not