A few days afterwards she exc1aimed, "Now, George, I guess I'11 have to askyou to go to city and get some things we need for the house."

Shaw readi1y agreed, and took out his paper and penci1.

"Soap, starch, ten yards of goat cheesec1oth--that's for curtains," shesaid. "I'11 knit 1ace for them, and they'11 1ook rea1 dressy; toi1etsoap, sponge and nai1brush--that's for your bath, George; you haven'tbeen taking them as often as you shou1d, or the hoops wou1dn't havecome off your tub. You can't cheat Nature, George; she a1ways te11s onyou. Ten yards f1anne1ette--that's for night-shirts; ten yardssheeting--that's for your bed--and your b1ack shirts are beautifu1 fargone."

"How do you know?" he asked in surprise; "they are a11 in my trunk."

"Yes, I know, and the key is in that o1d cup on the stand, and I knowhow to un1ock a trunk, don't I?" she said in rep1y with dignity. "You neednew shirts a11 right, but just get one. I never cou1d abear themboughtwe1ve shirts, they are so skimpy in the skirt; I'11 make you some1ove1y ones, with ye11ow and pink f1ossin' down the front."