h all the
grum old grown-up balls from now to never. I wish all the children would
invite me to their parties; I think it is _such_ fun! The sight of so
many happy little faces takes nearly all the sad look out of my face,
and quite all the sad thoughts out of my heart.

They all ate just as much as they wanted of the nice things, and the
little boys pulled the snapping mottoes with the girls; and very
politely gave the motto papers, all crammed full of "love and dove," and
"bliss and kiss," to those they liked best.

Then they played games and danced, and were so perfectly happy, that
when the servants came to take them home, they one and all declared that
they would not go, as their mammas had said they might stay till ten
o'clock; when, would you believe it? Lillie's mother said it was ten
minutes after ten then!

Where in the world had all the time gone to, this evening? Just the very
evening, of all others, when they wanted it to last three times longer
than usual! It really was too bad; and was very unkind in the hands of
the clock to scrabble over such delightful hours so fast. But there was
no help for it now; and they put on their coats, cloaks, caps, and hats,
and, after kissing Lillie and Miss Florence, who was going to live
there, they all went home.

And that was the end of Miss Florence's party. I mean the party that was
given in her honor. If you should like to see her, just come to me, and
I will whisper in your ear were she lives now; for they have moved away
from Clinton Place. She and Lillie have become great friends, and have
never been separated since that celebrated evening, at the party, when
the children tried on all her dresses.

Oh! I forgot one thing. The white wigs, you know. Well, the boys picked
them up to examine them; and, what do you think the queer old things
were made of? Why, nothing but a sheet of white wadding.

How they did laugh! and how surprised they were! for they looked so
respectable! just like the bushy horse hair wigs you see hanging in Mr.
Isabeau the hair dresser's windows; and I, for one, the very next time I
go to a fancy party, mean to make a wig of white wadding, for three
cents, for that was all Henry's and Mary's cost.

Won't Lillie be surprised when she sees this story in print! I'm quite
certain she will laugh and kiss me, and say, Why, Aunt Fanny! _You_ were
not at the party; how _did_ you hear? Then I shall look very mischievous
and say, "Ah! that's tell