I can see her now, the little crumb of womanhood, as she sat, gaily laughing at me. "_She_ didn't care a bit," she said. _She_ had just as lief wait till I grew to be a man. Why, we could go to school together, and have Saturday afternoons together. "Don't you mind it, Hazzy Dazzy," she said, coming close up to me, and putting her little arms coaxingly round my neck; "we love each other, and it's ever so nice now." I wonder what the reason is that it is one of the first movements of affectionate feeling to change the name of the loved one. Give a baby a name, ever so short and ever so musical, where is the mother that does not twist it into some other pet name between herself and her child. So Susie, when she was very loving, called me Hazzy, and sometimes would play on my name, and call me Hazzy Dazzy, and sometimes Dazzy, and we laughed at this because it was between us; and we amused ourselves with thinking how surprised people would be to hear her say Dazzy, and how they would wonder who she meant. In like manner, I used to call her Daisy when we were by ourselves, because she seemed to me so neat and trim and pure, and wore a little flat hat on Sundays just like a daisy. "I'll tell you, Daisy," said I, "just what I'm going to do--I'm going to grow strong as Sampson did." "Oh, but how can you?" she suggested, doubtfully. "Oh, I'm going to run and jump and climb, and carry ever so much water for Mother, and I'm to ride on horseback and go to mill, and go all round on errands, and so I shall get to be a man fast, and when I get to be a man I'll build a house all on purpose for you and me--I'll build it all myself; it shall have a parlor and a dining-room and kitchen, and bed-room, and well-room, and chambers"-- "And nice closets to put things in," suggested the little woman. "Certainly, ever so many--just where you want them, there I'll put them," said I, with surpassing liberality. "And then, when we live together, I'll take care of you--I'll keep off all the lions and bears and panthers. If a bear should come at _you_, Daisy, I should tear him right in two, just as Sampson did." At this vivid picture, Daisy nestled close to my shoulder, and her eyes grew large and reflective. "We shouldn't leave poor Mother alone," said she. "Oh, no; she shall come and live with us," said I, with an exalted generosity. "I will make her a nice chamber on purpose, and _my_ mother shall come, too." "But she can't leave your father, you know." "Oh, father shall come, too--when he gets old and can't preach any more. I shall take care of them all." And my little Daisy looked at me with eyes of approving credulity, and said I was a brave boy; and the bobolinks chittered and chattered applause as they sung and skirmished and whirled up over the meadow grasses; and by and by, when the sun fell low, and looked like a great golden ball, with our hands full of lilies, and our baskets full of strawberries, we climbed over the old wall, and toddled home.