ey, in some degree, to a gnawing uneasiness, which he could not
understand, but which was really caused by a sting which sin had left
there.

And yet Caleb came home with an idea that he had been a very good boy.
So, after they had got tired of looking at the squirrel, and Mary Anna
had taken her seat at her work by the window, with her little work-table
before her, Caleb came up to her, and kneeling upon her cricket, and
putting his arms in her lap, he said,

"Well, Aunt Marianne, I have been a good boy all day to-day, and so I
want you to make me a picture-book, this evening."

Marianne had a way of making picture-books that pleased children very
much. The way was this: she used to save all the old, worn-out picture
books, and loose pictures, she could find, and put them carefully in one
of her drawers, up stairs. Then she would make a small blank book, of
white paper, and sew it through the back. Then she would cut out
pictures enough from her old stores to fill the book, leaving the
colours blank, because they were to be covered with some pretty-coloured
paper, for a title. Then she would paste the pictures in. And here, when
Mary Anna first began to make such books, an unexpected difficulty
arose. For, when paper is wet, it swells; and then, when it dries again,
though it shrinks a little, and does not shrink back quite into its
original dimensions,--that is, quite to the length and breadth that it
had at first. Now, when Mary Anna pasted her pictures in the pages of
the book, that part of the leaf which was under the picture was wet by
the paste, and so it swelled, while the other part remained dry. And
when the picture came to dry, it did not shrink quite back again. It
remained swelled a little; and this caused the page to look warped or
puckered, so that the leaves did not lie smooth together.

At length she found out a way to remedy this difficulty entirely; and
this was, to wet the whole of the leaf, as well as that part that the
picture was pasted to, and that made it all swell alike. The way she
managed the operation was this:

After sewing the book, she would cut out a piece of morocco paper, or
blue paper, or gilt paper, and sometimes a piece of morocco itself, just
the size of the book when open, for the cover. Then, after spreading out
a large newspaper upon the table, so as to keep the table clean, she
would lay down the cover with the handsome side down, and then spread
the paste over the other s