le Brown-brimmer."

All Flyaway could do was to sob gently, and then curl her head down on
her brother's shoulder, saying, sleepily, "Cold, ou' doors stayin'."

"Why did our darling run away?"

"Didn't yun away; I's goin' up to heaven see Charlie," replied
Flyaway, suddenly remembering the object of her journey, and gazing
around at Abner, Dr. Gray, and the other people, with eyes full of
wonder. "Where's the toppest hill? I's goin' up, carry Charlie some
canny."

The people formed a line, and, as Prudy said, "processed" behind Katie
all the way to the village.

"Is we goin' to heaven?" said the child, still bewildered. "It yunned
away and away, and all off!"

"No, you blessed baby, you are not going to heaven just yet, if we can
help it," answered Dr. Gray, leaning over Horace's shoulder to kiss
the child.

Flyaway was too tired to ask any more questions. She let first one
person carry her, and then another, sometimes holding up her swollen
thumb, and murmuring, "'Orny 'ting me--tell my mamma." And after that
she was asleep again.

Dotty Dimple, Susy, and Prudy were pacing the piazza when the party
arrived, but poor grandma was on the sofa in the parlor, quite
overcome with anxiety and fatigue, and Miss Polly Whiting was
mournfully fanning her with a black feather fan. The sound of voices
roused Mrs. Parlin. "Safe! safe!" was the cry. Dotty Dimple rushed in,
shouting, "A railroad savage found her! a railroad savage found her!"

In another moment the runaway was in her grandmother's lap. All she
could say was, "'Orny 'ting me on my fum! 'Orny 'ting me on my fum!"
For this one little bite of a bee seemed greater to Flyaway Clifford
than all the dangers she had passed. If grandma would only kiss her
"fum," it was no matter about going to heaven, or even being
undressed.

But after she had had a bowl of bread and milk, and been nicely
bathed, she forgot her sufferings, and laughed in her sleep. She was
dreaming how Charlie came to the door of heaven and helped her up the
steps.

CHAPTER V.

EAST AGAIN.

A whole year passed. Dotty Dimple became a school-girl, with a "bosom
friend" and a pearl ring. Prudy, who called herself "the middle-aged
sister," grew tall and slender. Katie was four years old, and just a
little heavier, so she no longer needed a cent in her pocket to keep
her from blowing away.

The Parlins had been at Willowbrook a week before the Cliffords
arrived. There was a great sensat