s. Hargrave. But with Mrs. Hargrave away,
all Minnie could see to do was to let things go along, and "trust to
luck" as she put it. Minnie didn't like "trusting to luck" at all; and
every time she saw the two children playing together so happily and
busily she shook her head and sighed.

Rosanna, too, in a dim way was feeling troubled, because she too knew
her grandmother, and remembered other times when she had been severely
scolded for trying to make friends with children whose parents did not
measure up to the standard set by Mrs. Horton.

In fact, for all the seeming happiness, no one was wholly happy but
Helen!

Helen had been taught by her wise young mother that the most important
things in life are not to be measured as anything that money can buy.
According to Mrs. Culver, a little girl must be obedient and truthful
and well behaved and kind. She must have a low and pleasant voice and be
able to sit in the presence of her elders without trying to enter the
conversation unless asked to do so. These things she had taught Helen,
and her little girl had been a ready pupil. Mrs. Culver was justly proud
of her.

Rosanna was just a bit afraid. And the fear caused her to go in a line
that was not _perfectly_ straightforward. She was sorry enough for it
afterward--sorrier than she thought she could ever be. But that did not
mend things in the least.

Because she did not know just how to turn around and explain everything
to her grandmother and still be sure of her happy time, to say nothing
of protecting her dear Helen from distress, when she answered her
grandmother's letter she wrote as follows:

Dear Grandmother:

"I was glad to get your letter, and I am glad Uncle Robert is home
again. Give my love to him, please. I am glad you are having a good
time, and I hope you will stay away as long as you like. I am having a
very good time. Oh, grandmother, I am having a lovely time. What do you
think? Mrs. Hargrave had Helen and me to luncheon with her, and she
likes Helen as much as I do, only she doesn't belong to the Lee family,
and after luncheon Mrs. Hargrave took us down town with her, and before
we came home she bought each of us a gold notebook with a gold pencil on
a gold chain fastened to it. She bought herself one too so we each have
one just like a secret society.

"I am learning to cook and to sew. I am making myself a dress. It is
very pretty. I shall make a good many of my dresses after this. It sav