Josie had a fine time at auntie's, and her cousin Bess for a while filled completely the position of friend. But the week over, and we were aboard the train for Newport; and Josie's mind was again filled with the all-engrossing subject of—a friend.
We arrived at home in time for luncheon. Immediately after, Josie was in her room telling her sister all about her visit. Suddenly I heard a cry of joy. "O mamma! mamma! There she is! God did send her."
I hurried into Josie's room, and there at the window stood Josie, holding up her doll, and smiling at the window of the next house.
A second glance showed me that this was the very child we had seen in the cars.
The little girls soon became acquainted, for little Carrie had come to spend the winter with the Endicotts, who owned the house next our cottage.
No words can tell how happy my Josie has been with the little friend God sent her.
BUTTERFLY WISDOM.
