She said if the child really had talent, she should be about developing it, and while there would be many who would have far finer things than Shelley, still she meant her to have enough that she wouldn't be the worst looking one, and so ashamed she couldn't keep her mind on her work. Father said, with her face it didn't make any difference what she wore, and mother said that was just like a man; it made all the difference in the world what a girl wore. Father said maybe it did to the girl, and other women; what he meant was that it made none to a man. Mother said the chief aim and end of a girl's life was not wrapped up in a man; and father said maybe not with some girls, but it would be with Shelley: she was too pretty to escape. I do wonder if I'm going to be too pretty to escape, when I put on long dresses. Sometimes I look in the glass to see if it's coming, but I don't suppose it's any use. Mother says you can't tell a thing at the growing age about how a girl is going to look at eighteen. When everything was almost ready, Leon came in one day and said: "Shelley, what about improving your hair? Have you tried your wild grape sap yet?" Shelley said: "Why, goodness me! We've been so busy getting Sally married, and my clothes made, I forgot all about that. Have you noticed the crock in passing? Is there anything in it?" "It was about half full, once when I went by," said Leon. "I haven't seen it lately." "Do please be a dear and look, when you go after the cows this evening," said Shelley. "If there's anything in it, bring it up." "Do it yourself for want of me, The boy replied quite manfully," quoted Leon from "The Little Lord and the Farmer." He was always teasing. "I think you're mean as dirt if you don t bring it," said Shelley. Leon grinned and you should have heard the nasty, teasing way he said more of that same piece: "Anger and pride are both unwise, Vinegar never catches flies----" I wondered she didn't slap him. You could see she wanted to. "I can get it myself," she said angrily. "What will you give me to bring it?" asked Leon, who never missed a chance to make a bargain. "My grateful thanks. Are they not a proper reward?" asked Shelley. "Thanks your foot!" said Leon. "Will you bring something pretty from Chicago for Susie Fall's Christmas present?"