bout canary birds."

"No, thank God, there isn't," said Uncle Larry. "The old grouch must
have forgotten about them." He admired Jenny Lind as much as Mary Rose
could wish.

"The real Jenny Lind was a girl with a bird in her throat," Mary Rose
explained as she leaned against his knee. "My own grandfather heard it
and he told daddy and daddy told me that to hear her sing made a man
think he was in Heaven. So when Mrs. Lenox gave me this beautiful bird
for my very own, of course, I named her Jenny Lind. Mrs. Lenox called
her Cleopatra. Wasn't that a silly name for a bird? Mrs. Lenox must
have liked it or she wouldn't have given it to anything. Isn't it the
luckiest thing that everyone hasn't the same likes? Just suppose
everyone had been like my father and my mother and all the little girls
were named Mary Rose? I think it's the most beautiful name in the
entire dictionary, but Gladys Evans in Mifflin said it was common. She
counted up and she knew seven Marys, with her grandmother and old Mrs.
Wilcox, who's deaf and half blind, and four Roses. But there wasn't
one Mary Rose!" triumphantly. "And that made all the difference in the
world. My daddy chose the Mary because he said there wasn't a better
name for a little girl to have for her own and my little mother chose
the Rose because she said I was just like a flower when she saw me
first. Don't you like it, Uncle Larry?"

"I do!" Uncle Larry could not have told her how much he liked it, but
as he listened to her chatter he wondered how on earth Kate was going
to make the tenants of the Washington think the child was fourteen.

"And I like your name," Mary Rose was kind enough to say. "And Aunt
Kate's, too," she added, as Aunt Kate came back from her interview with
Mrs. Bracken.

"Her girl's gone," she said in answer to Uncle Larry's question. "I
don't wonder. That's the fourth in three weeks. Seems if she only
stays home long enough to hire an' discharge 'em. She heard I had a
niece with me an' she wants her to go up every mornin' an' wash the
dishes till she gets another girl. So, Mary Rose, if you really want
to earn money to pay for George Washington's board, here's a chance."

"Oh!" Mary Rose slid to the floor and clapped her hands. "I do think
this is the most wonderful world that ever was. I just wish for
something and then I have it."

"That'll happen just so long as you wish for what you can get," Aunt
Kate told her.

When Mary