"Oh, Ann Mary,
it does look--like--oh--"
Both little girls rushed to the sofa, and threw themselves on the floor.
"Oh, oh, oh!" they shrieked. "Grandma--mother! Come quick, come quick!"
When the others came in, there sat Ann Mary and Lucy on the floor, and
between them were the turkey and the plum-pudding, each carefully
covered with a snow-white napkin.
Mrs. Little was quite pale and trembling. "I remember now," said she,
faintly, "I run in here with 'em."
She was so overcome that the others tried to take it quietly and not to
laugh much. But every little while, after Lucy and Ann Mary were seated
in church, they would look at each other and have to put their
handkerchiefs to their faces. However, Ann Mary tried hard to listen to
the sermon, and to behave well. In the depths of her childish heart she
felt grateful and happy. There, by her side, sat her dear Lucy, whose
sweet little face peeped out from a furry winter hat. Just across the
aisle was Loretta, who was coming in the evening, and then they would
pop corn and make nut-candy. At home there was the beautiful new turkey
and unlimited pudding and good cheer, and all disappointment and mystery
were done away with.
Ann Mary felt as if all her troubles would be followed by
thanksgivings.
ANN LIZY'S PATCHWORK
Ann Lizy was invited to spend the afternoon and take tea with her friend
Jane Baxter, and she was ready to set forth about one o'clock.
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