CHAPTER XXX.
TWO WAYS WITH DOMESTICS.
"AH, good morning, dear! I'm really glad to see you," said Helen Armitage to her young friend Fanny Milnor, as the latter came in to sit an hour with her.

"I just wanted a little sunshine." "There ought to be plenty of sunshine here," returned Fanny smiling.
"You always seem happy, and so does your mother and sister Mary, whenever I meet you abroad." "Abroad, or at home, makes quite a difference, Fanny.

Precious little sunshine have we here.

Not a day passes over our heads, that we are not thrown into hot water about something or other, with our abominable servants.

I declare! I never saw the like, and it grows worse and worse every day." "Indeed! That is bad, sure enough.