CHAPTER V.
ONE OF THE SMALL DEEDS.
Kathie's lessons, even to her music, were perfect the next day. Indeed, Mr. Lawrence quite complimented her.
Mrs. Alston said, "Kathie, if you would like to come over after school and relieve me a little while, I should be very glad."
So Kathie went straight from school There was quite a crowd already. Whole families had come in from the country, farmers with their wives and little ones.
"What taste you do see displayed!" Lottie remarked, sauntering to Kathie's vicinity. "Look at that woman's shawl with a yellow centre. Isn't it hideously ugly? And that purple bonnet with red flowers! Why didn't she put blue, by way of contrast?"
The wearer of the purple bonnet glanced at the two girls with a flushed and rather indignant face,—a hard-featured countrywoman, neither young nor pretty.
"O don't," whispered Kathie. "She heard you."