. Understood Betsy. OOD BETSY Elizabeth Ann. I was waiting for somebody to tell me to get up. Oh, said Cousin Ann, opening her blackeyes a little. Were you ? She said no morethan this, but Elizabeth Ann decided hastilythat she would not add, as she had been aboutto, that she was also waiting for somebody tohelp her dress and do her hair. As a matterof fact, she had greatly enjoyed doing her ownhair—the first time she had ever tried it. Ithad never occurred to Aunt Frances that herlittle baby-girl had grown up enough to be herown hairdresser, nor had it occurred to Eliza-beth Ann that this migh
. Understood Betsy. OOD BETSY Elizabeth Ann. I was waiting for somebody to tell me to get up. Oh, said Cousin Ann, opening her blackeyes a little. Were you ? She said no morethan this, but Elizabeth Ann decided hastilythat she would not add, as she had been aboutto, that she was also waiting for somebody tohelp her dress and do her hair. As a matterof fact, she had greatly enjoyed doing her ownhair—the first time she had ever tried it. Ithad never occurred to Aunt Frances that herlittle baby-girl had grown up enough to be herown hairdresser, nor had it occurred to Eliza-beth Ann that this might be possible. But asshe struggled with the snarls she had had asudden wild idea of doing it a different wayfrom the pretty fashion Aunt Frances alwaysfollowed. Elizabeth Ann had always secretlyenvied a girl in her class whose hair was alltied back from her face, with one big knot inher ribbon at the back of her neck. It lookedso grown-up. And this morning she had donehers that way, turning her neck till it ached,. A SHORT MORNING 55 so that she could see the coveted tight effectat the back. And still—arent little girls queer?—although she had enjoyed doing her own hair,she was very much inclined to feel hurt be-cause Cousin Ann had not come to do it forher. Cousin Ann set her iron down with the softthump which Elizabeth Ann had heard up-stairs. She began folding a napkin, and said:Now reach yourself a bowl off the shelf yon-der. The oatmeals in that kettle on the stoveand the milk is in the blue pitcher. If youwant a piece of bread and butter, heres a newloaf just out of the oven, and the butters inthat brown crock. Elizabeth Ann followed these instructionsand sat down before this quickly assembledbreakfast in a very much surprised silence. Athome it took the girl more than half an hourto get breakfast and set the table, and thenshe had to wait on them besides. She beganto pour the milk out of the pitcher andstopped suddenly. Oh, Im afraid Ive taken 56 UNDERSTOOD BETSY m
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