"I'm very sorry I was so naughty," said Ella, "and I'll tell aunt Prudence so, and ask her to forgive me, and I'll do as she bids me, and mend the dress over again if she says I must; though I'm sure I can't do it any better."
"Ask forgiveness of God too, Ella."
"Yes, ma'am, I will."
"I'm sorry I was so naughty and so impertinent to you last night and this morning, aunt Prudence," said Ella, coming up to her aunt, on her return from school. "Will you please to forgive me, and I'll try to mind you next time."
"Oh yes, it's all very well to say you're sorry now, but it'll be just the very same thing again, the very next time you're in a bad humour."
"Shall I rip that darn out, and do it over now, aunt Prudence?"
"No; I've had bother enough with it already; let it alone."