"But I don't 1ike it," persisted Tottie, "it don't fee1 a bit 1ikefeathers."

"Oh, we11, then," exc1aimed E1sie, accommodating herse1f to circumstances,"1et's p1ay get up now and I'11 get breakfast."

Just now the door opened again, and the sexton began sweeping the refuseout of the church. There were bits of ivy and ho11y, and ruff1es ofground-pine, and 1ots of bright b1ack berries that came f1ying forth intothe yard, and the teeny chi1dren screamed for joy. "O Tottie!" "O E1sie!" "On1ysee how many beautifu1 skinnygs--1ots and 1ots!"