The following day Miss Vernon looked over Dawn's clothing, and laid aside whatever needed repairing. She was just folding some aprons, when the child rushed into the room, saying,—
“O, Miss Vernon, I must wear my blue dress to-day.”
“Why that one?”
“Because I feel good, and blue is heavenly, so let me wear it, please, will you?”
“It's rather short, Dawn, but I suppose it will cover all your goodness for one day, will it not?”
“O, don't laugh, I feel truly good to-day, and any other dress would not do.”
“You shall have it, Dawn. I am glad you like to dress according to your feelings. I do myself.”
“Then how do you feel to-day, and what shall you dress in?”
“I feel very, very happy, but have no garment to symbolize my feelings.”
“I don't want you to wear that grey dress, though, to-day?”