“CARROTS.”

them, — Master Hughie with the great kitchen
scissors, and Miss Janet with a wee fine pair
she had found in her mamma’s work-box, the
little monkey! And such a sight as the
kitchen dresser was with hair! For they told
how they had made Czesar jump up on to the
dresser and lie first on one side and then on
the other, till all was cut off.”

«Were they punished?” asked Floss anx-
iously; and at this question Carrots looked
very woe-begone.

«They were going to be,” said nurse; “ but
somehow, I cannot justly say how it was,
they were let off. The whole thing was such
a queer idea, their father and mother could
not but laugh at it, though they didn’t let
the children see them. And what do you
think my lady did? She took all poor Czesar’s

hair and spun it up into worsted for knitting,

mixing it, of course, with long yarn.”

“Did she spin?” asked Floss. “I thought
you said she was a lady.”

« And that she was, Miss Flossie; and none