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14 “ CARROTS.”

called him ‘a cross, ugly little thing.” Only
when little Floss sat down on the floor, spread-
ing out her knees with great solemnity, and
smoothing her pinafore to make a nice place
for baby, and nurse laid him carefully down in
the embrace of her tiny arms, “baby” seemed
quite content. He gave a sort of wriggle, like
a dog when he has been pretending to burrow a
hole for himself in the rug, just before he set-
tles down and shuts his eyes, and in half a
second was fast asleep.

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“ Baby loves Floss,” said Floss gravely ; and:
as Jong as nurse would let her, till her arms.
really ached, there she sat on the floor, as still
as a mouse, holding her precious burden.

It was wonderful how trusty she was. And
“as handy,” said nurse, “indeed, far more
handy than many a girl of five times her age.”
“J have been thinking,” she. said one day to
Floss’s mother, “I have been thinking, ma'am,
that even if you had been going to keep an
under-nurse to help with baby, there would
have been nothing for her to do. For the help.