"Cinderella, dear child, will you never rest?"
"Cutting out a pattern isn't much work, godmother," said Jenny, her little scissors snipping into tissue-paper.
A knock was heard at the door, and Mr. Riah rose and opened it.
[to be continued.]
"Cinderella, dear child, will you never rest?"
"Cutting out a pattern isn't much work, godmother," said Jenny, her little scissors snipping into tissue-paper.
A knock was heard at the door, and Mr. Riah rose and opened it.