“CARROTS.”

grand as if he was an officer already, and Mott

was overpowered with envy. Everybody was

fussing about Jack, and no one had much time
to think of the two little ones.

They stood at the nursery window, poor little
souls, when Floss came up from her lessons,
gazing out wistfully. It was a nice spring day ;
not exactly sunny, but looking as if the sun
were only hiding himself to tease you, and
might come out any minute.

“If we might go down to the shore,” said
Floss, half to herself, half to Carrots, and half
to nurse. I shouldn’t have said it so, for there
can’t be three halves of anything ; but no doubt
you will understand.

‘«Go down to the shore, my dear?” repeated
nurse. “I wish you could, I’m sure ; but it will
be afternoon at least before I have a minute to
spare to take you. And there’s no one else to-
day; for cook and Esther are both as busy as
busy. Perhaps Miss Cecil and Miss Louise will
take you when they have done their lessons.”

«We don’t care to go with them much,” said