"Take your hands right away from that cake.

I'll finish frosting it for you.

Run along and get your broad-brimmed hat.

It's very hot." Miss Laura danced out into the hall and back again, and soon we were walking up, back of the house, along a path that led us through the fields to the pasture.

"What are you going to do, uncle ?" she said; "and what are those funny things in your hands ?" "Toe-clippers," he replied; "and I am going to examine the sheeps' hoofs.