"And we've been wondering if anybody else would ever take the time to do such a piece of work as this."
"Oh!" cried Betty, quite complimented, "I guess there's plenty would; I enjoyed it! It's such fun, when you're j'inin' the pieces together, to call up where you seen 'em last, an' what the folks that wore 'em was doin'."
"Well, there's something in that I'll admit; but do you need a piece of my dress to recall my personality to your memory always, Betty? If I've got to cut my clothes into bits"—
"Oh, no'm," laughing; "but it's different with you. We'd all remember you, of course, but there's some, now"—
"Silly Jane, for instance? I see you've a piece of her usual gown."
Betty hardly knew how to take this, but Miss Prue looked so pleasant and kind, she laughed again.
"Wall, in course, there ain't much to remember her for; but she was about the only one in town 't I hadn't been to, so I thort I wouldn't leave her aout, ye see."
"Yes, I see," stooping to bite her thread; at which Mrs. Updyke sniffed out,—
"Wall, fer my part, I think it's a purty nice thing when a gal spends her time in sich work; she cain't be doin' anythin' wuss" (sniff), "that's sartain!"
Miss Prue laughed.