"Father and I went down to camp
Along with Captain Goodin,
And there we saw the boys and girls
As thick as hasty-puddin."
Miss P. Stop! (Looks at her through eye-glass.) She's got one of those hateful things on too,—chignons! Is there a conspiracy? Miss Gray, who taught you that song?
Hetty. Miss Hannah Jones, if you please.
Miss P. Go back to your studies, and send Miss Bond to me. (Takes her by the ear, and leads her to the door.)
Hetty. Ow! you hurt!
Miss P. Silence, miss! Take off that horrid head-dress at once.