trouble fer therselves.”

After they had eaten, old Sally gathered the few dishes together and placed all the splint-bottomed chairs back against the sides of the room, and, only half disrobing, crawled into the far side of the bed opposite to the mother’s, behind the homespun curtain.

“To-morrow I reckon I kin go home to my old man, now you’ve come, Cass.”

“Yes,” said the girl in a low voice, “you have been right kind to we-all, Aunt Sally.”

Then she bent over her mother, ministering to her few wants; lifting her forward, she shook up the pillow, and gently laid her back upon it, and lightly kissed her cheek. The child had quickly dropped to sleep, curled up like a ball in the farther side of his mother’s