30 MADGE’S MISTAKE.

which they do not unfrequently, there is
generally a nice scene. Jack comes next,
and, as he and I are considered very much
alike, in giving his portrait you will get
mine too. We both have gray eyes, but not
so dark as Gip’s, and we both have light
chestnut hair, which has a decided talent
for being everything but tidy. Mine has
been kept short too, so that really were it not
for my petticoats we might each be taken
for the other sometimes. Netty, who has
retired to the nursery, is like the general run
of babies of four,—a rough, light head, round
blue eyes, and rosy cheeks.

I must make a sweeping assertion in con-
clusion, to the effect that we all have mouths
like Mother, and hers is a good one, at least
so people say. Tiny and Gip have just re-
turned home from a finishing school, Tiny to
stay and Gip most likely to return for an-
other term. Jack, too, has returned from
Marlborough, so we make a goodly party
when we meet round the table at luncheon
and dinner. Father, Mother, Aunt, three;