her brother but the pleasure she took in her two
shoes. She ran out to Mrs. Smith as soon as they were put on, and,
stroking down her ragged apron, cried out, "Two shoes, mamma, see, two
shoes!"

And she so behaved to all the people she met, and by that means obtained
the name of Goody Two-Shoes, though her playmates called her Old Goody
Two-Shoes.

Little Margery was very happy in being with Mr. and Mrs. Smith, who were
very charitable and good to her, and had agreed to breed her up with
their family. But at last they were obliged to send her away, for the
people who had ruined her father commanded them to do this, and could at
any time have ruined them.

Little Margery saw how good and how wise Mr. Smith was, and concluded
that this was owing to his great learning; therefore she wanted, of all
things, to learn to read. For this purpose she used to meet the little
boys and girls as they came from school, borrow their books, and sit
down and read till they returned. By this means she soon got more
learning than any of her playmates, and laid the following scheme for
instructing those who were more ignorant than herself. She found that
only the following letters were required to spell all the words in the
world; but as some of these letters are large and some small, she with
her knife cut out of several pieces of wood ten sets of each of these:

a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z

And six sets of these:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

And having got an old spelling-book, she made her companions set up all
the words they wanted to spell, and after that she taught them to
compose sentences. You know what a sentence is, my dear. _I will be
good_, is a sentence; and is made up, as you see, of several words.

Every morning she used to go round to teach the children, with these
rattletraps in a basket. I once went her rounds with her. It was about
seven o'clock in the morning when we set out on this important business,
and the first house we came to was Farmer Wilson's. Here Margery
stopped, and ran up to the door, tap, tap, tap.

"Who's there?"

"Only little Goody Two-Shoes," answered Margery, "come to teach Billy."

"Oh! little Goody," said Mrs. Wilson, with pleasure in her face, "I am
glad to see you. Billy wants you sadly, for he has learned all his
lesson."

Then out came the little boy. "How do, Doody Two-Shoes," said he, not
able to speak plain. Yet t