“Now, I shut the doors and windows, and you rake up the fire,” Bessie said. “Do you remember it was always so, Jack?”
“Of course I do, little one,” was the answer. “But Aunt Nancy has got the start of us to-night.”
“Aunt Nancy!” repeated Bessie, in a lower voice. “I declare, Jack, I forgot all about her.”
“I'll warrant you did!” says Aunt Nancy to herself, rather grimly, perhaps.
“We will be sure to keep all our good resolutions, won't we?” Bessie said.
“All right!” says John.
The door shut softly behind them, and there were silence, and peace, and hope in the house that Jack built.
A Retrospect.
Concluded.