"Oh, mamma, do let her," said Flaxie, forgetting her late distress of mind, and taking up a new subject. "She'd behave ever so much better than Kittyleen; and she has a new bonnet, too."
"Do you suppose it does Kittyleen any good to go to church?" asked Mrs. Gray, smiling.
"No'm, but it would do Ethel good, for she'd sit still and hear every word like a little lady."
"Do you hear every word, Mary?"
"N—o, mamma, not always, but I mean to. And Ethel has such a pretty bonnet."
"Please, mamma," echoed the little one eagerly, "such a pretty bonnet. And I won't 'peak a word."
"Well," said Mrs. Gray, kissing baby's cherry lips. "Perhaps we'll let the bonnet go to church; we will see."