"Mamma has gone to New York, grandma," said Annie, "to buy a cook and hire a chest of tea."
"Buy a cook?" asked her grandma, laughing.
"Oh, yes, grandma," said Annie, quite serious; "she told me so."
"Hire a cook and buy the tea. Isn't that it, darling?"
"O—h, yes, grandma! I made a mistake, didn't I?"
They both laughed merrily, and then Annie, sitting in her own tiny chair, put one little fat hand over the other, and began to think.
She looked up at her kind, beautiful grandma, with such a serious pair of blue eyes, that the good lady came near laughing; but she sat quite still, to see what Annie would do or say next. She loved the little girl dearly.
You see, Annie was such a loving, obedient little child, that she was anxious to do just what her mother told her; and she was thinking of the best way to be kind to the company.
Suddenly her blue eyes brightened, as if she had got hold of a delightful thought; and looking up, with the expression of an angel, in her grandmother's face, she said, in her sweet little voice, "Grandma, shall I read the Bible to you?"[A]
[A] A fact.