“ CARROTS.”

But Floss would not go; she drew her hand
away.

’

“No, Carrots, dear,” she said in a low voice ;
“it wouldn’t be kind to leave nurse all alone

when she is sorry about something.”

“Ts she sorry about somesing ?”’ said Car-

rots.

« Yes,” replied Floss; “I am sure she is.
You run on for a minute. I want to speak to.
nurse.”

Carrots ran on, and Floss stayed behind.

“Nurse,” she said softly, slipping her hand
through nurse’s arm, which, by stretching up:
on tip-toe, she was just able to do, “nurse,
dear, what’s the matter?”

“Nothing much, Miss Flossie,” replied nurse:
patting the kind little hand; “nothing much ;.
but I'm growing an old woman, and easy put
out —and such a stupid-like thing for me to:
have done!”

“What have you done? What is stupid?”
inquired Floss, growing curious as well as sym-

pathizing,