"OH, mother! Will you please give me some money, this minute? I want to go right down and get some yarn, so that I can begin to-night. And, mother, will you show me how to set it up?" This was said by a very pretty little girl, about twelve years old. She had, apparently, just come in from school, for she still wore her hat and coat, while her satchel of books lay on the floor by her side, and her luncheon-basket dangled from her hand. Her mother sat on the sofa, busily engaged in cutting out animals and birds in paper for the amusement of another child, a sickly, deformed little creature, about two years younger than Henrietta.…
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