"I didn't buy the ham for the party, papa."
"Then for what?"
"I bought it, papa, for a little girl who was going without her breakfast. She came to Mr. Lamb's to buy ham, and she had no money, and he wouldn't let her have any."
"And what became of your baskets?"
"O I got them, papa; I got cheaper ones; and Nora and I dressed them with greens. I had money enough."
Mr. Randolph took his little daughter on his knee and softly put down his lips to kiss her.
"But Daisy, after all, why did you not go to Crum Elbow yesterday afternoon, as you meant to do?"
"Papa, this morning did better, for it was pleasanter."
"Do you call that an answer?" said Mr. Randolph, who was still softly kissing her.
"Papa, if you would be so very good as not to ask me that?"