vered with things to eat. Miss
Amelia, in a dress none of us ever had seen before, a real nice white
dress, pranced around it and smirked at every one, and waved the
peacock feather brush to keep the flies from the jelly, preserves, jam,
butter, and things that were not cooked.

For hours Mrs. Freshett had stood in the kitchen on one side of the
stove frying chicken and heaping it in baking pans in the oven, and
Amanda Deam on the other, frying ham, while Sarah Hood cooked other
things, and made a wash boiler of coffee. Everything was ready by the
time it should have been. I had watched them until I was tired, when
Sally came through the room where I was, and she said I might come
along upstairs and see her dressed. When we reached the door I
wondered where she would put me, but she pushed clothing together on a
bed, and helped me up, and that was great fun.

She had been bathed and had on her beautiful new linen underclothing
that mother punched full of holes and embroidered in flowers and vines,
and Shelley was brushing her hair when some one called out: "The
Princess is coming!"

I jumped for the window, and all of them, even Sally, crowded behind.
Well, talk about carriages! No one ever had seen THAT one before. It
WAS a carriage. And such horses! The funny "'orse, 'ouse" man who
made the Pryor garden was driving. He stopped at the gate, got out and
opened a door, and the Princess' father stepped down, tall and
straight, all in shiny black. He turned around and held out his hand,
bowing double, and the Princess laid her hand in his and stepped out
too. He walked with her to the gate, made another bow, kissed her
hand, and stepped back, and she came down the walk alone. He got in
the carriage, the man closed the door, and they drove away.

Sally must have arranged before that the Princess was to come early,
for she came straight upstairs. She wore a soft white silk dress with
big faded pink roses in it, and her hair was fastened at each ear with
a bunch of little pink roses. She was lovely, but she didn't "outdress
or outshine" Sally one bit, and she never even glanced at the mirror to
see how she looked; she began helping with Sally's hair, and to dress
her. When Bess Kuntz prinked so long she made every one disgusted, the
Princess said: "Oh save your trouble. No one will look at you when
there's a bride in the house."

There was a roll almost as thick as your arm of garters that all the
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