"Then don't she care up there?"
"I don't know. They say heaven is a happy place. I should not think my mother could be very happy even there, if she cared about me and saw me now."
"Do you mean she wouldn't like to see you do those things you say you ought not to do?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't you do things that will make her happy? I would try to, if my mother went to heaven."
"What would you do?"
"I don't know," said Bessie.
"I suppose you would not pull little girls' hair, or tease them, or behave like a kitchen lady."
"Please don't speak of that any more," said Bessie, coloring.