“PEACHES AND CREAM]!”

Haris is the luscious name by which these lovely, lively
little women are known.

If you do not like this kind of Peaches and Cream, per:
haps you have not any heart, or it has fallen into the place
where you put the other kind of peaches and cream.
Such jolly little Peaches—such sweet little Creams !

It was Aunt Bess, in her studio at Woodstock, who
gave them this name. She had invited these four little
neighbors to visit her boys, Max and Fritz.

One of these little women loves to sew. Aunt Bess has
given her a work-bag with a doll’s apron in it, blunt scis-
sors and a wee thimble. This is Mabel. Max made that
wreath for her to wear while her picture is being painted.
Mabel is as sweet as cream.

One of the Peaches, Constance, is fond of “making
believe” stories and plays. Aunt Bess has given her a
pad tied with bright ribbons, to make a book.

The pink-cheeked Peach, Agatha, wanted a slate like
Fritz’s; so Aunt Bess has hung one on her arm, to have
all to her own self, forever and ever, or till it is broken.

The shyest little Cream, Dorothy, wanted to write a
letter to her mamma, who is far away; so Max gave hera
big sheet of paper.

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