. Our young folks [serial]. up to the elbows. La me ! If it is nt Mrs. Vances little dite of a Jinny ! And who sthis one ? Edward Parlins child, I should know by the eyes. Folks allwell ? Is Miss Dovey Sparrow at home ? asked Dotty, with dignity, at thesame time opening her card-case with a click. La me! yes, she is, fur s / know ; walk in, children, replied Betsey,who had never had time in her hard life to learn grammar. Then, if she is, you may give her these, pursued Dotty, placing in Bet-seys hands two cards, one bearing the name Louise Preston ; the other,the words of a memorandum, Kerose
. Our young folks [serial]. up to the elbows. La me ! If it is nt Mrs. Vances little dite of a Jinny ! And who sthis one ? Edward Parlins child, I should know by the eyes. Folks allwell ? Is Miss Dovey Sparrow at home ? asked Dotty, with dignity, at thesame time opening her card-case with a click. La me! yes, she is, fur s / know ; walk in, children, replied Betsey,who had never had time in her hard life to learn grammar. Then, if she is, you may give her these, pursued Dotty, placing in Bet-seys hands two cards, one bearing the name Louise Preston ; the other,the words of a memorandum, Kerosene oil, vanilla, bar-soap. Betsey looked at the cards, then at the exquisite Miss Dimple, and sud-denly put her checked apron up to her face. Will you wait ? said she, in a stifled voice, — will you wait, young la-dies, till I give her the tickets ? Or will you please be so good as to walk innow, if you like ? Dotty condescended to walk in; and Jennie, her shadow, quietly fol-lowed. 1868.] Dotty Dimple making a Call. 267. About a minute after they had seated themselves in two great chairs, intripped Miss Dovey Sparrow, blushing and looking as frightened as awood-pigeon. The roguish Betsey had just told her that these little visitorswere the top of the town, and she must talk to them as if she was read-ing it out of a book. Meantime Betsey was hiding in the back parlor, with her checked apronover her mouth, forgetting her potato-yeast in her curiosity to watch theselittle fine ladies. Dotty rose, stumbled over a stool, shook hands, but forgot to did the same, with the addition of putting her little finger in hermouth. Ahem ! said Dotty, snapping her card-case. Yes m ! responded Dovey, trembling. Jennie was on the point of running out her tongue, but stopped herself,and coughed till she choked. It was becoming rather awkward. Dottywiped her nose nervously, and so did Jennie. Then Dotty folded her arms;Jennie clasped her hands, and both looked out of the window. Poo
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