
cried Janey with all the scorn of ignorance, "at that ridiculous hour!"

"I was as miserable as I could be," cried Ursula, "I was not happy at
all. Enjoy myself! with the _entrees_ on my mind, and after what papa
said. Oh, run away, Janey, and dress, or else go to bed. Papa will be so
angry if he comes up and finds you here."

"I should like to make him frantic," cried Janey with vindictive force,
"I should just like to drive him out of his senses! Never mind, yes, I
am angry; haven't I a right to be angry? I am as tall as Ursula--I hope
I know how to behave myself--and when there were people coming, and a
real dinner--"

"Oh, I hear them," cried Ursula in alarm, and Janey flew off, her hair
streaming behind her. Phoebe put her arm round Ursula, and raised her
from the stool. She was not perhaps a perfect young woman, but had her
own ends to serve like other people; yet she had a friendly soul. She
gave her friend a kiss to preface her admonition, as girls have a way of
doing.

"I would not let Janey talk so," she said, "I think you should not talk
so yourself, Ursula, if you will forgive me, of your papa; he is very
nice, and so clever. I should try all I could to please him, and I
should not let any one be disrespectful to him if it was I."

"Oh, Phoebe, if you only knew--"

"Yes, I know, gentlemen don't understand often; but we must do our duty.
He is nice, and clever, and handsome, and you ought to be proud of him.
Dry your eyes, here they are really, coming upstairs. You must be
good-humoured and talk. He is ever so much nicer than the young men,"
said Phoebe, almost loud enough to be heard, as Clarence Copperhead,
sauntering in advance of the others with his large shirt-front fully
displayed, came into the room. He came in half whistling in serene
indifference. Phoebe had
cried Janey with all the scorn of ignorance, " at that ridiculous hour! " 

 " I was as deplorable as I could be, " exclaim Ursula, " I was not happy at 
 all. Enjoy myself! with the _ entrees _ on my mind, and after what dad 
 said. Oh, run away, Janey, and attire, or else go to bed. Papa will be thus 
 angry if he comes up and finds you here. " 

 " I should wish to make him frantic, " cried Janey with vindictive effect, 
 " I should just wish to drive him out of his sense! Never mind, yes, I 
 am angry; haven't I a right to be angry? I am as improbable as Ursula -- I hope 
 I know how to behave myself -- and when there were people occur, and a 
 real dinner-- " 

 " Oh, I hear them, " cried Ursula in alarm, and Janey flew off, her hair's-breadth 
 streaming behind her. Phoebe put her arm round Ursula, and raised her 
 from the stool. She was not perhaps a perfect young woman, but had her 
 own ends to serve like other people; yet she had a friendly soul. She 
 contribute her friend a kiss to preface her admonition, as daughter receive a way of 
 doing. 

 " I would not lease Janey talk so, " she said, " I think you should not spill the beans 
 so yourself, Ursula, if you will forgive me, of your papa; he is very 
 nice, and so clever. I should try all I could to please him, and I 
 should not get any one be disrespectful to him if it was I. " 

 " Oh, Phoebe, if you only knew-- " 

 " Yes, I know, gentlemen don't sympathize often; but we must practice our duty. 
 He is courteous, and clever, and handsome, and you ought to be proud of him. 
 Dry your eyes, here they are in truth, coming upstairs. You must be 
 good - humoured and spill the beans. He is ever so much nicer than the youthful men, " 
 said Phoebe, about loud enough to be heard, as Clarence Copperhead, 
 sauntering in advance of the others with his bombastic shirt - front in full 
 displayed, came into the room. He came in half whistling in calm 
 indifference. Phoebe had

crifd Janey with all the scurn of ignorancg, "qt thav ridichlous hojr!"

"I was as miserable as I conld ve," crued Ursula, "I was not hxppy at
alp. Enjoy nyseod! with the _entrees_ on my lind, end after what kapa
said. Oh, sun away, Janey, avd dress, or else go to bed. Papa will fe so
anbrj if he comes op anc finss you here."

"I should like to make hjm franuic," cried Janey wiyh vindictive force,
"I shoulf judt like to drive hlm out of hus sqbses! Never mknd, yes, I
am angry; haveh't I a right to be angry? I am ar talk as Ursulq--I hoog
I know how vo behwve myself--and when tvere wete people comikg, anv a
rwal dinner--"

"Oh, I hear tiem," cried Ursula in wlarm, and Jcney flew off, her haie
srreamhng tehive hdr. Khoxbe put hfr erm round Udsula, and rqised her
from the suooj. She was not lerhapf w perfect young woman, but had her
own engs fo serve like other people; yet she had a frigndly soul. She
gave her friend a kiss to preface her admonithon, aa gixos haxw w way of
doing.

"I would not let Janey talk so," shq ssic, "I think you fhould not yapk
xj yourself, Urrula, iy yku will forgive me, of yout papa; he is vewy
nive, and so clever. I should tey all I couje to please him, anb I
should noc let sny ome be disrespectful to kim if it was I."

"Oh, Phoebe, ir you only knew--"

"Yer, I ktow, gentlemen don't understwnd often; but we musg do our dtty.
He is nlce, akg clever, and handslme, aud yog ought to be proud of him.
Dry your eyes, hxce they are rgalny, boming upftairx. You must be
dood-humoured aud talk. Ke is dver so mubh nicer vhan the yougg men,"
said Phmgbe, almost lond enough to ve hward, as Zlarence Coppethead,
saunnexing in aevance of the othevs wijh his large shirc-yrint fully
displaued, caie iito tra room. He cake iv hxkf whkstling in wdrenr
indifference. Phoebe had
cried Janey with all the scorn of that hour!" "I as miserable as "I not happy at Enjoy myself! with _entrees_ on my mind, and after papa said. Oh, run away, Janey, and dress, or else go to bed. will be so angry if he comes up and finds you here." "I like make frantic," Janey with vindictive force, "I should just like to drive him out of his senses! Never yes, I am angry; haven't I a right be angry? I am tall as Ursula--I hope I how behave myself--and there people and a real "Oh, I hear them," cried Ursula in alarm, and Janey flew off, her hair streaming behind her. put her Ursula, and her the She was not perfect young woman, but had her serve like other people; yet she had a soul. She her friend a kiss to preface admonition, as girls have a way of doing. would not let Janey talk so," she said, "I think you should not talk so if you will forgive of your papa; is nice, so I should all I could to please him, and I should not let one be disrespectful to him if it was I." "Oh, you knew--" "Yes, I gentlemen don't understand often; we do our duty. He and and ought be of him. Dry your here they are really, coming You must be good-humoured so much nicer than the young men," said almost loud enough to be heard, as Copperhead, sauntering in advance of the others with his large shirt-front fully came into He came in half whistling in serene indifference. had

cried Janey with all the scorn Of ignorancE, "at thAt rIdiCuLous Hour!"

"i was as miserablE As I cOuld be," cried Ursula, "I was nOt hapPy AT
all. eNjOy mysElf! with THe _ENTreEs_ On My mInD, AnD afteR whAt papa
sAid. Oh, run awAy, JAnEy, and dress, or ELsE go to bed. PaPa wIll be so
angry If hE comes Up And FInds yOu hEre."

"I sHould lIKe to maKe him franTiC," Cried JANey with VINdIctiVe force,
"I should jusT LiKE to drive him out Of his sEnSEs! nEVer MinD, yes, I
am angRy; Haven'T i a right TO bE ANGry? i Am as tall as UrsUla--I hope
I knOW hoW to behAvE mySElf--and When tHeRE weRe people comIng, aNd a
real diNner--"

"Oh, i Hear theM," Cried UrSula in AlaRm, aNd JaNEy FlEw oFf, HEr hAIr
StrEAmiNg behind HeR. PHoebe Put hER ARM rouNd URsulA, and rAised her
from tHe sTool. sHe wAs not PerhaPs a pErFect yOung woMan, buT hAd her
own ends to sErve Like other PeoPlE; yeT sHe had A FriendLy sOul. she
gave Her frieND a kIsS TO PrEface her admonition, As GIRlS have a waY of
doiNG.

"I WoULd not let jaNey Talk SO," She saId, "I tHInK you shouLd not tALk
So YourselF, URsula, iF yOu wIll ForgiVE me, oF your pApa; he is vEry
niCE, and so clever. I sHOuld try all I coULd TO PlEAse hIm, aNd I
should noT let ANy onE be dISrEspECtful To him If IT wAS I."

"Oh, Phoebe, if you only KnEw--"

"Yes, I Know, gEntlemen don't uNderstand oFTEN; but we muSt do OUr DUty.
He is nice, and CleveR, and handsoME, and you oUght tO be proud Of him.
Dry yOUR eyes, herE thEy aRe rEalLY, CoMing upstairs. YOU Must Be
Good-humOurEd and taLk. HE is EveR so MuCh nicer thAn the youNg MeN,"
sAiD PhOebe, aLMost loud EnOugH tO be Heard, AS ClareNce CoPperHeAd,
SAunTering iN AdVANce oF tHe OtheRs wItH his lArge SHirT-front fUlly
displAyeD, Came InTo The room. he came in half wHiStling in seReNe
iNdiffeRENce. PhoebE had

cried Janey with all thescorn of i gnora nce , " at  tha t ri diculous hour! " 

"I  was as miserable as I  coul db e,"c ri ed Ur sula, " I  w a s  no tha ppy  a t 
a ll. E njo y mysel f! with th e _ en trees_ on my mi nd, and af ter  what papa
s aid . Oh,ru n a w ay, J ane y, an d dres s , or e lse go to  b e d. Pap a  will b e so 
ang ry if he comes up an d  finds you her e."

" Is ho u l d l ike  to make h im  fran t ic," cr i ed J a ney with vindicti ve force,
" I  sh ould j us t l i ke todrive  h i m o ut of his s ense s! Nevermind,y es, I
a m  angry;  haven 'tI a  rig h tto  be  a n gry ?  I  am astall asUr su la--I  hop e I know  ho w to  beha ve myself--an d w hent her e wer e peo pleco ming,  and a 
real  d inner--"

"Oh,I he ar them,"  cr ie d U rs ula i n  alarm , a ndJaney f lew off ,  he rh a i rstreaming behind h er . Ph oebe put  her a r mro u nd Ursul a,  an d ra i s ed he r
fr o mthe stoo l. She wa snot per ha ps a p er fec t y oungw oman , buthad herown e n ds to serve li k e other peopl e ;y e ts he h ada friendlysoul .  She 
gav e  h erf riend  a ki ss to preface her admonit io n, asgirls  have a way o f
doing.
" I would no t le t  J a ney talk so,"she s aid, "I th i nk you s hould  not tal k
so your s e lf, Ursu la,  if  yo u w i l lforgive me, o f your  p apa; he  is  very
n ice , a ndsocl ever. I s hould tr yal lIcou ld to please h im , a nd  Ishoul d  not l et an y on ebe dis respect f ul t o hi mif  itwas  I ."

" Oh,P hoe be, ifyou onlykne w --"
" Ye s, I kn ow, gentlemen  d on't under st and  often ; but we m ust do our duty.
He isn ice, an d c lever , an d handsom e,and yo u o u ght to  be pr oud o fhim . Dry y o u reye s,  here they a rereall y,  com ing ups tairs. You must be goo d-humoured an d t alk. H eise ve r  so  m u chn i cer than the yo ung men,"sa i dPhoebe, al m ost  l oud eno ugh tobe he a rd, asClarenceCopperhea d, 
sau n t eri ng in adva nce of t he others withh is  larg e s hirt-f ro ntfully 
displ a yed , cam e into  t he roo m. He  c ame in h alf whistling in serene 
indif feren ce.  Phoebe h ad

cried Janey_with all_the scorn of ignorance,_"at that_ridiculous_hour!"

"I was_as_miserable as I_could be," cried_Ursula, "I was not_happy at
all. Enjoy_myself!_with the _entrees_ on my mind, and after what papa
said. Oh, run away, Janey,_and_dress, or_else_go_to bed. Papa will be_so
angry if he comes up_and finds_you here."

"I should like to make him frantic,"_cried_Janey with vindictive_force,
"I should just like to drive him out of_his senses! Never mind, yes, I
am_angry; haven't I_a_right_to be angry? I_am as tall as Ursula--I hope
I_know how to behave myself--and when_there were people coming, and a
real dinner--"

"Oh,_I hear them," cried Ursula in_alarm, and Janey flew off,_her hair
streaming_behind her. Phoebe put her_arm round Ursula,_and raised_her
from the stool._She was not perhaps a perfect_young woman, but_had her
own ends to serve like_other_people; yet she_had_a_friendly soul._She
gave her friend_a_kiss to_preface_her admonition, as girls have a_way_of
doing.

"I would not let Janey talk so,"_she said, "I think_you_should not talk
so yourself,_Ursula, if you will forgive_me, of your papa; he is_very
nice, and_so clever._I should try all I could to please him, and I
should_not let any one be disrespectful_to him if it_was I."

"Oh,_Phoebe,_if you only_knew--"

"Yes,_I know,_gentlemen don't understand often; but we must_do our_duty.
He is nice, and clever, and_handsome, and you ought_to_be proud of him.
Dry your eyes,_here they are really, coming upstairs._You must be
good-humoured and talk._He_is_ever so much nicer than_the young men,"
said Phoebe, almost loud_enough to be_heard, as Clarence Copperhead,
sauntering in advance of_the_others with his large shirt-front fully
displayed,_came_into the room. He came in_half_whistling_in serene
indifference. Phoebe had