And she tripped along the garden, out at the gate, and up the street, saying to herself, "I must love Lillia, if she is selfish. I hope I shall never treat others as she has treated me."
Not long after this little incident, Minnie's father was seen with a ladder, busily employed among the branches of a grand old oak tree, which stood on the greensward in the rear of his house. While thus employed, Minnie came home from school. Seeing her father in the tree, she ran into the yard, and asked,—
"Pa, please tell me what you are doing."
"What do you think I am doing, Minnie?"
"I don't know, pa; but this coil of rope makes me think you are fixing me a swing."
"Well, suppose I am; what then?"
"O, then I shall be very happy, for I want a swing very much."
"Well, that is what I am doing, Minnie. In half an hour you will have as good a swing as you can desire."
"Thank you, dear pa. I shall love you better than ever, and I shall be so happy to have a swing."