nute. "She'll have nice little
teeth by and by, you'll see. They'll be wee tiny white specks at first,
and then they'll grow quite big and strong enough to bite with. That's
how your teeth came. Not all of a sudden, you see."

"Ses," said Ted. "Nothing comes all in one sudden. The f'owers is weeny,
weeny buds at first, and then they gets big. Nurse, I'm going to take my
cart to get a _lot_ of daisies down by the brook for baby. She likes to
roll zem in her hands," and off he set with his little blue cart and
white horse, his best beloved possession, and which had done good
service in its time, to fill it with flowers for Cissy.

A few minutes later, as he was manfully dragging the cart up the path
again, gee-upping and gee-whoing at the horse, which was supposed to
find the daisy heads a heavy load uphill, his mother came out to the
garden.

"Ted, dear," she said, "your father is going to drive me to A----. It
is a long time since you were there, and I should like to have my little
boy to go about with me while your papa is busy. I have a good deal of
shopping to do. Would you like to go with me?"

Ted gave a shout of pleasure. Then suddenly his glance fell on the
little sister still in her perambulator under the big tree, and his eyes
filled with tears.

"I would like dedfully to go," he said, "but poor Cissy. I _is_ so
afraid Cissy will cry if I go."

He lifted his wistful little face to his mother's with an expression
that went to her heart.

"Dear Ted," she said; "you are a good, kind, little boy. But don't make
yourself unhappy about Cissy. She is too little to cry for your going
away, though she will laugh to see you come back."

Ted's face cleared, but suddenly a rosy colour spread over it.

"Muzzer," he said, in a low voice, tugging gently at her dress to make
her stoop down, "muzzer, I _sink_ I were going to cry not all for poor
baby being sorry, but part 'cos I did so want to go."

Mother understood his simple confession.

"Yes, dear," she said, "I daresay you did, and it is right of you to
tell me. My good little Ted," she could not resist adding again, and
again little Ted's face grew red, but this time with pleasure at
mother's praise.

Baby bore the announcement, which he considered it his duty to make to
her with great formality, very philosophically. Less philosophically did
she take nurse's wheeling her away from under her beloved tree with its
fluttering branches, towards the house, wher