ntidy it looks, with the clothes
all lying about."

"Can't we go up in Willie's play room, then?" asked the little boy.

"Yes, my dear; there is a large case up there, which will make a nice
play house for Nelly. You can have one shelf for the parlor, and put
these little sofas and chairs in it. Then have another for the closet,
and set out the cups and saucers. You and your cousin may carry them up
stairs; and when Margie comes home, she will love to help you arrange
them."

"O mamma, see this pretty carriage!" cried Frankie.

"That's a pedler's wagon," said Nelly. "There is the front seat for him
to sit on, and the top comes way over to keep off the rain. The horses
can take out too. When I first had it, I used to play 'get to the
tavern, and put them up in the barn.'"

"O Nelly!" exclaimed the little fellow, "let us play that as soon as we
get up stairs."

"I'm tired," said Nelly, sitting down on the floor, and putting her
finger in her mouth.

"I'll carry the things up then," said Frankie, running into the next
room for a basket. "See, I'm real strong."

"If you are tired, you had better go and lie down on the lounge," said
her aunt.

"No," said Nelly; "I want to stay here, and see Sally put away my
clothes."

Nurse did not take a fancy to the little girl; that was very plain. She
kept muttering to herself all the time she was arranging the drawers,
and was quite vexed that her darling, as she called Frankie, should be
doing the work while Nelly sat idly looking on.

At last, when her mistress had left the room, she asked, "Do you never
work any, miss?"

Nelly shook her head.

"Well, I expect your aunt will teach you to wait upon yourself," said
Sally; "you'd be a great deal happier if you had something to do."

"Maria does every thing for me," said Nelly, still holding her finger in
her mouth. "If I don't like to stay without her, I shall send for her to
come. Mamma said I might."

"Indeed!" said nurse, laughing. "We'll see what your aunt says to that.
Here, darling," she called out to Frankie, "let Sally help you carry
that heavy basket. I'm afraid you can't get it through the door alone."

"Yet I can," said Frankie, "cause I belong to the Try Company."

"I guess your cousin had better join it too," said nurse to herself.

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CHAPTER II.

MOSES AND THE ORANGE.

"MAMMA," said Frankie one day, "you promised to tell me a toly."

"So I did," said mamma; "and what shal