A Little Florida Lady

by Dorothy C. Paine

"Why, Beth, what is the matter? You seem to be limping."

Beth tried to brace up. "Oh, it's nothing, mamma. I'm a little stiff, that's all."

"What have you two been up to?"

"We've been flying."

Julia clasped her hands in an ecstasy of delight. "And it was such fun, Mrs. Davenport."

"Flying? What do you mean?"

"Well, you see, we got up on that shed back of the barn, and jumped off. We made our arms go for wings."

"The very idea of jumping off that tall shed! No wonder you are lame. Beth cannot play another bit to-day. You two will have to go to bed very early to-night."

Beth for once in her life did not demur. She was so worn out that she was really glad to go to bed. After a good night's rest she was much better, but she continued lame for several days.