If you’ll stop and empty me.”
Polly thought that a very broad hint, so she emptied the basket and a new voice piped up,
“Who will pick up the centre table?
Polly dear, I think you’re able.”
Polly began to straighten the books and put the magazines in even piles and put away the candy box. She picked up for herself and all the family, and she heard a voice say,
“A duster makes old things just shine;
Polly Pick-It-Up, that is fine.”
So it went on all day long, everything called to Polly to pick it up, and at evening mother said, “I don’t see how I could keep house without Polly Pick-It-Up. It is such a comfort to come in and find the living room in order.”
Father said,
“She shall have her visit, never fear,