When the S was finished it was pretty crooked, even for an S. But there was no doubt at all about what it was.
When dinner was on the table Betty brought in the cake and set it before her mother.
"Well, well, well!" cried Mrs. Arnold. "What a fine little cook I have! But what is the S for, Betty?"
"It stands for Saturday, mamma," said Betty. And then she told all about the red-letter plan.
"It was a dear plan," said her mother. "And I did finish the mending. And now I'll tell my little girl something else. S stands for Saturday, but it stands for another word, too—it stands for my Sunshine," she finished, giving Betty a loving kiss.
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