When aunt Abby and Julia came back with the eggs, the flies were stealing the sugar and the kittens were lapping the milk from the pan.
I wonder if those kittens told their mother that Ellen gave each of them a rap on the ear.
CHAPTER V.
A VISIT.
One morning Mr. Cary and uncle Benjamin started for a long day’s ride.
When her papa kissed Julia good-by, tears came in her eyes.
“My heartache will come back again,” she said.
But work is a good thing for a sad heart, and aunt Abby had plenty of that for Julia. There were a hundred babies in feathers, out of doors, which Julia liked to feed. For breakfast, dinner, and supper, and for lunches between, Julia carried them food in a tin pail.
There were turkeys, chickens, and ducks.