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“CARROTS.”

fun to call me “a little gossip,” and I really
very much missed the sight of the accustomed

friendly faces. We had been two days at St.

Austin’s, and I had spent most of those two
‘days at the window, declaring to my mother
that I should not feel so “strange”’ if I got to
know some of our neighbors by sight, if noth-
ing more.

But hitherto J had hardly succeeded even in
this. There did not seem to be any “neigh-
bors” in the passers-by ; they were just pass-
ers-by who never seemed to pass by again, and
without anything particular to distinguish them
if they did. For St. Austin’s was a busy little
place; and our house was on the south Espla-
nade, the favorite “promenade” for the visitors,
none of whom, gentlemen, ladies, or children,
had particularly attracted me till the morning
I first caught sight of my funny little trots.

I do think they would have attracted any
one — any one certainly that loved children. I
fancy I see them now, the two dears! coming
slowly and solemnly along, each with a hand