notes to the
members of the nutting-party. These notes were all alike except in their
different addresses. Here is a copy of the one for Mr. Sherman.

Glen Morris Cottage, October 25, 18--

Dear Sir--

When you thought I was lost yesterday, I was hiding with my cousin in
a little cave in the stone quarry. I only did it for fun. If I had
thought my hiding there would make you feel bad and spoil the
pleasure of our nutting-party, I would not have done it. I am sorry I
did it. Will you, and Walter, and Carrie, please excuse my fault?

Truly Yours,
Jessie Carlton.
Mr. Walter Sherwood, Sen.

When Jessie read one of her notes to Uncle Morris, the good old man patted
her head, and said--

"Nobly and sweetly written, my little puss. Never forget that next to
avoiding a fault, the noblest and most honorable thing you can do, is to
confess it and apologize for it. Still, I hope you may never have need to
write such a note again."

Having finished and sealed her notes, Jessie placed them carefully in the
bottom of her work-basket, intending to ask Hugh to deliver them for her
on his way to school in the afternoon.

It was Mrs. Carlton's wish that during her cousin's visit, her daughter
should spend part of every morning, sewing and reading. Hence, after the
notes were nicely put away, Jessie took out her famous piece of patchwork,
and began sewing. She laughed heartily as she did so this morning, because
she found pieces of paper pinned to the articles intended for Uncle Morris
with these words written on them in large letters--

"Beware of the devices of the little wizard!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed she. "Won't I beware? I'll sew, let me see; well,
I'll sew a strip long enough to go once around my quilt before I stir, let
the little wizard say what he will."

Stitch, stitch, stitch, went Jessie's bright, swift, little needle for the
next half-hour. Then her two cousins bounced into the room, shouting--

"O Jessie, come and see! There is one of the funniest little men out here
you ever did see. He's got no neck, and he wears the queerest sort of a
hat! He's playing on the bagpipe. Come, just a minute."

"Beware of the devices of the little wizard!" said the writing on the
patchwork. It caught Jessie's eye just as she was going t