She laid "Oh! one's enough," and dropped off to slumber.
_Clara five years old._--We were in Germany.

The nurse, Rosa, was not allowed to speak to the children otherwise than in German.
Clara grew very tired of it; by and by the little creature's patience was exhausted, and she said "Aunt Clara, I wish God had made Rosa in English." _Clara four years old, Susy six._--This morning when Clara discovered that this is my birthday, she was greatly troubled because she had provided no gift for me, and repeated her sorrow several times.

Finally she went musing to the nursery and presently returned with her newest and dearest treasure, a large toy horse, and said, "You shall have this horse for your birthday, papa." I accepted it with many thanks.

After an hour she was racing up and down the room with the horse, when Susy said, "Why Clara, you gave that horse to papa, and now you've tooken it again." _Clara._--"I never give it to him for always; I give it to him for his birthday." In Geneva, in September, I lay abed late one morning, and as Clara was passing through the room I took her on my bed a moment.

Then the child went to Clara Spaulding and said, "Aunt Clara, papa is a good deal of trouble to me." "Is he?
Why ?" "Well, he wants me to get in bed with him, and I can't do that with jelmuls [gentlemen]--I don't like jelmuls anyway." "What, you don't like gentlemen! Don't you like Uncle Theodore Crane ?" "Oh yes, but he's not a jelmul, he's a friend." MARK TWAIN.
(_To be Continued._) FOOTNOTE: [15] Cable never travelled Sundays.
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