Everything which was to be served was on the table in plain sight, so that all could nicely guage their eating to various dishes.

When all were well served and the eating was well under way, Mrs.Trent said: "Brothers and sisters, this is Dorian's birthday party.

He has been a mighty good boy, and so--" "Mother," interrupted the young man.
"Now, you never mind--you be still.

Dorian is a good boy, and I want all of you to know it." "We all do, Sister Trent," said the Bishop; "and it is a good thing to sometimes tell a person of his worthiness to his face." "But if we say more, he'll be uncomfortable," remarked the mother, "so we had better change the subject.

The crops are growing, the weather is fine, and the neighbors are all right.