The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 6 Page 47

“I have,” said I, “four hundred dollars. It is for the Oneida maid or matron who will sell to me her pretty bridal dress of doeskin — the dress which she has made and laid aside and never worn. I buy her marriage dress. And she will make another for herself against the hour of need.”

Two or three girls leaped laughing to their feet; but, “Wait!” said I. “This is for my little sister; and I must judge you where you stand, Oneida forest flowers, so I may know which one among you is most like my little sister in height and girth and narrow feet.”

“Is our elder brother’s little sister fat and comely?” inquired one giggling and over-plump Oneida maid.

“Not plump,” I said; and they all giggled.