“Bit!” screamed Nan, and for a moment she looked as if she might faint again. “Old Lady Lois must have given it to her when we were upstairs to-day—she is forever eating peppermints! I should think she would have known better!”
But dear Old Lady Lois, who truly was as fond of sweets as a child, had not given her the peppermint. She had dropped it on her lap and little Mary Ellen’s hand had chanced to close over it, and had brought it home.
Ella Farman Pratt.
London Bridge is falling down—
Hurry through!
London Bridge has fallen down—
And—caught—you!
THE HOUSE OF THE GRANDMOTHERS.
CHAPTER V.—Mary Ellen’s Grandmothers.
The Grandmothers were in Mrs. Persis’ room. Large and sunny, it was the favorite sitting-room, and the big cat-basket was generally kept there.