Aunt Harding's Keepsakes / Or, The Two Bibles

Can you guess, said Louisa to her sister, as they sat at their work in the summer-house, can you guess what aunt Harding will give us, as a keepsake, before she goes away?
No, I have not thought about it, said Emma; and aunt has lately given us so many pretty things, that we can scarcely expect any more for a long time to come. There is my doll and its cradle, you know, and your baby-house and furniture, how much money they cost! No, I do not think aunt intends to give us anything else.
But I am quite sure she will, replied Louisa; for I was going past mamma's dressing-room this morning, when the door was a little way open, and I heard aunt Harding say, 'I should like to give the dear girls something really useful, which they may value as they grow older.' I did not hear anymore, because mamma has always told us it is not right to listen, and so I came away as fast as I could.
Well, I wonder what the present will be? said Emma, now quite convinced.
What should you think of two handsome work-boxes—or, perhaps, as I am the eldest, of a work-box for yourself, and writing-desk for me?
That would be charming! said Emma; and I would let you use my work-box, and you could lend me your writing-desk sometimes.
I will not make any promises, said Louisa; you know you are very careless, and I should not like my nice new desk to be stained with ink, or, perhaps, scratched with the point of a pin.
But mamma says I am growing more careful, said her sister; and I do not think I am so heedless about other people's things, though I often spoil my own.
Remember my wax doll, said Louisa, which you left in the garden through that heavy shower of rain, so that I could never play with it again.
O, that was such a very long time ago! said Emma, looking a little vexed.
Perhaps it will not be a writing-desk nor a work-box that aunt Harding will give us, said Louisa; there are many other things which we should like. I wish she would ask us to choose.