tably, like
mother does. This thing of having some one get all over me, and not
having an idea where I'm going to be hit, is the worst punishment that
I ever had. I'd been down the hill and up the hemlock that day,
anyway. I'd always been told Sally didn't want me. She PROVED it
right then. Finally she quit, because she was too tired to strike
again, so I crept among the shavings on the work bench and went to
sleep. I THOUGHT they would like to know, and that I was going to
please them.

Anyway, they found out, for by the time Sally got back Peter had told
them about the store, and the furnished house, and asked father for
Sally right before all of them, which father said was pretty brave; but
Peter knew it was all right or he couldn't have come like he'd been
doing.

After that, you couldn't hear anything at our house but wedding.
Sally's share of linen and bedding was all finished long ago. Father
took her to Fort Wayne on the cars to buy her wedding, travelling, and
working dresses, and her hat, cloak, and linen, like you have when you
marry.

It was strange that Sally didn't want mother to go, but she said the
trip would tire her too much. Mother said it was because Sally could
coax more dresses from father. Anyway, mother told him to set a limit
and stick to it. She said she knew he hadn't done it as she got the
first glimpse of Sally's face when they came back, but the child looked
so beautiful and happy she hadn't the heart to spoil her pleasure.

The next day a sewing woman came; and all of them were shut up in the
sitting-room, while the sewing machine just whizzed on the working
dresses. Sally said the wedding dress had to be made by hand. She
kept the room locked, and every new thing that they made was laid away
on the bed in the parlour bedroom, and none of us had a peep until
everything was finished. It was awfully exciting, but I wouldn't
pretend I cared, because I was huffy at her. I told her I wouldn't
kiss her goodbye, and I'd be GLAD when she was gone.

Sally said the school-ma'am simply had to go to Winters', or some place
else, but mother said possibly a stranger would have some ideas, and
know some new styles, so Sally then thought maybe they had better try
it a few days, and she could have her place and be company when she and
Shelley left. Shelley was rather silent and blue, and before long I
found her crying, because mother had told her she couldn't start for
Chicago until a