40 My Home.

 

when I heard papa’s voice calling
mie. :
In a minute more I was stand-
ing between his knees, and mamma
was watching my face as I tried to
take in the idea of this first visit.
“Jane shall go with you, my
darling—you will not be all alone,”
said mamma; ‘“\indeed, you shall
not go at all if you had rather not,
but grandmamma wants to have
you.” |
And then papa added a great:
deal about seeing the place where
mamma lived when she was my
age, and told me that I should
come back with such rosy cheeks.