"John," she said slowly, "I am sorry I was cross about those boxes; I'll tell you all about it."
"I don't care to know, Minnie," said John, looking down on her; "it was only to tease you a little bit, but I didn't think you would really mind."
Minnie leaned her head against her brother's arm caressingly, and answered softly:
"I oughtn't to have minded; especially——"
"Especially what?" asked John kindly, guessing by his little sister's manner that she was very much in earnest.
"I was trying to do something for Him, you know, John, and it seemed so horrid of me to be vexed and cross over that."
"I understand," said John.
"I was making—but I will show you all about it."
Minnie went to the cupboard, and drew out the odds and ends which had attracted John's attention.
"See here," she said, spreading them out on the table, "I have been collecting all the matchboxes for months, and now I have bought these two dozen little china dolls, and Agnes gave me some white wadding; and I am going to cover the boxes with this paper, and put little ornaments at the bottom and top—so; and then—but here is one quite finished."