Now, why can't you go, too ?" Instantly Mary thought of Mr.Stuart, and his suggestion.

"I wish I could," said she, "but I can't.

I haven't money enough, and there is no one to give it to me." "It wouldn't hurt Mrs.Campbell to help you a little," returned Jenny.
"Why, last term Ella spent almost enough for candies, and gutta-percha toys, to pay the expense of half a year's schooling, at Mount Holyoke.
It's too bad that she should have every thing, and you nothing." Here Jenny's remarks were interrupted by the loud rattling of wheels, and the halloo of many voices.

Going to the door she and Mary saw coming down the road at a furious rate, the old hay cart, laden with the young people from Chicopee, who had been berrying in Sturbridge, and were now returning home in high glee.

The horses were fantastically trimmed with ferns and evergreens, while several of the girls were ornamented in the same way.