“Oh, my dear Magic and Mystery,” she said, “to-day I had another letter from my mother, and she says:
“‘Perhaps you can try to learn a few stitches from the patterns I send you by mail, and you can send me the samplers you make. They will be Sewing Lessons by Mail, and we’ll pretend you are taking a Correspondence Course.’
“Oh, Sewing Bird Fairy Lady,—if it doesn’t seem a trifle dis-re-spect-a-ble,—I mean dis-re-spect-ful, —my mother’s stitches aren’t as nice as mine! Look!”
“Sewing Lessons by Mail”
Fairy Lady
smiled
thoughtfully
Mary Frances held up the sampler.
“I want to know what is the right thing to do, Fairy Lady, I would love to surprise my dear mother when I get home; and yet I don’t want to deceive her by not telling her that I know something about sewing. What shall I do?”