ool for half a
year. She really did like her new home. Only if it wasn't for Jack! He
pinched her sometimes, and once he kicked her but his mother gave him
a good trouncing.

The twins had some bread and milk and were put to bed at six. Then
Cinderella went down stairs but not to sit in the ashes. She did
numerous things for Bridget and they had a cozy dinner together,
always a dessert, and they were so good.

"If Jack only wouldn't run away," she said. "You see I can't leave the
babies, and I am so afraid he will get lost."

"Let him get lost then; that'll bring his mother to her senses, and
you tell her."

He did come near it one day. She took the babies home and explained
and then said she would go and find him.

Aunt Florence went with her. They had quite a long search and finally
asked the policeman, who said: "there was a little boy down here on a
stoop, crying."

Jack, sure enough, and he was very glad to be found. His mother kept
him in the house for two days and then he promised to be very good.

"Now, if you make any trouble you shall not go out for a whole week."

The babies hadn't gone much farther than "_agoo, agoo_," but Marilla
tried her best to make them talk. They each had a rubber doll and the
child would dance them up and down and make them turn somersaults and
stand on their heads, and invent every sort of grotesque action.

Jack was a good looking little fellow and had been spoiled in the
earlier years. He was a little afraid of his father, and sometimes his
mother _would_ make him mind, but he was very full of badness.

Aunt Florence wanted some silk and twist and spools of cotton one
morning.

"You could find your way down to Grand street where the stores are,
couldn't you Marilla--where we went that Saturday night?"

"Oh, yes. Down there opposite the park."

"Yes. It's a big store. Day and Belden. I'll write it out for you and
you may take my Leggy bag. Be sure and put the change in it before you
leave the store."

"Yes'm," with her sweet accent.

"She may take Jack, and the babies will have a good long nap. Now
Jack, you must be very good and mind Marilla, or you shan't go out
again for a week."

Jack said he would. He looked very pretty in his brown coat with its
fur collar, and his brown mittens.

"Give me a penny a'cause I'm gonter be good."

"I'll wait and see whether you are going to good or not."

Jack stood it pretty well until they reached the little park which w