little children on the nose,
He pinches little children on the toes,
He pulls little children by the ears,
And brings to their eyes the big, round tears,'

she is only nipping her nose when the rest are pulling their ears."

"But she is so little she looks cute, and the visitors and school will
laugh at her and praise her," said Cordelia Running Bird, undismayed.
"She will not wear the blue dress in the Jack Frost song. She will wear
a red dress from my mission box. I asked the white mother if I could
not buy the red cloth for an entertainment dress for Susie with the
money that she paid because I tended baby one month till the nurse-girl
came. And she said if I wished I could put a nickel on the missionary
plate twenty Sundays, which would be one dollar, and so buy the cloth.
She said it would be teaching me to give, as well as to receive. She
keeps the nickel with the school pennies, and I take one every Sunday."

"And you lift your hand so high and drop the nickel very too loud, so
all the school can hear, when Amy Swimmer passes you the plate!" cried
Hannah Straight Tree. "Just like it says, 'Ee! I am putting on a
nickel, and the rest can only give one penny! And _I_ earned my money,
and the pennies are money that their people sent them.'"

"You are very jealous," was the calm reply. "I shall hire a large girl
to cut it fine and help make the red dress very fast. The sewing
teacher has not time for such dresses. Ver-r-y pr-r-etty it will look!"
Cordelia Running Bird smiled prospectively, displaying small white teeth
and two round dimples. "Christmas evening I shall curl Susie's hair
with a slate pencil, and she will wear fine shoes, and black stockings
with the red dress. My father brought them with the blue dress, and I
keep them in my cupboard."

"You are much vain because your father is an agency policeman and earns
money, so he buys nice things for Susie," Hannah Straight Tree said,
with growing envy. "Dolly has to wear the issue goods, and she will not
look pretty Christmas time! Her dress will be a kind that looks black,
and Lucinda only knows a way to make it look like an Indian dress. She
will wear cowskin shoes so much too large, and very ugly-colored
stockings. If her dress gets torn before she comes, Lucinda will not
mend it nice--only draw it up so puckery. Very lots of grease spots
will be on it, and her hair will be so snarly I shall have to comb her
very fast."

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