She has lots of nice fruit, and for all mother pretends in Boston that she don't visit her, just as soon as the fruit is ripe, she always goes there.

Pa says it's real mean, and he should think Mrs.Mason would see through it." "Did you go there for fruit yesterday ?" asked Mary.
"Oh, no," returned Jenny.

"Mother said she was tired to death with staying at home.

Besides that, she heard something in Boston about a large estate in England, which possibly would fall to Mrs.Mason, and she thought it would be real kind to go and tell her.

Mrs.Mason has poor health, and while we were there, she asked mother if she knew of any good little girl she could get to come and live with her; 'one,' she said, 'who could be quiet when her head ached, and who would read to her and wait on her at other times.' Mother said she did not know of any; but when Mrs.Mason went out to get tea, I followed and told her of you, and the tears came into her eyes when I said your folks were all dead, and you were alone and sorry.