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But when grandpa came back there was no little girl, no Jersey cow anywhere to be seen. Grandma and Big Sister had been so busy talking that they had not missed her, now when they called there was no answer. Where could Jean be?
But before anyone had time to be really frightened there was a patter of feet and Jean herself came running.
"Oh, oh," she cried, her eyes shining, "what do you think? Just as soon as I was on Jenny's back she started for the barn. And when we came round by the barnyard she stopped and said 'Moo, moo,' an' then a little calf—just like Jenny—that I hadn't seen 'cause it was lying down, jumped up, an' came running to the gate an' put its head through. Jenny put her head down an' kissed it, then she turned her head and looked at me, an' I jumped right down off her back an' kissed it too. For I knew it was Jenny's calf an' she had taken me out the first thing to show it to me. Wasn't it nice of Jenny to want me to see her calf? an' grandpa, can I name it?"
Grandpa said he thought it was very nice indeed, of Jenny to show Jean her baby, and they had been waiting for her to come and name it.
"Oh, oh!" cried Jean again, "and I have a name all ready. It is Daisy."
VAIN WISHES.
BY HELEN I. CASTELLA.
Sometimes I think I'd like to be