An Old-Fashioned Girl
"Anything you like, my dear; when it comes to bonnets, I am usually inspired. I have it!
There we are! And nothing could be nicer," cried Polly, making a dive among the silks
Fan was turning over with a lost expression. "This bit of silver-gray is all I ask, here 's
enough for a killing bonnet, and those forget-me-nots are both pretty and appropriate."
"You wretch, be still!" cried Fanny, as Polly looked up at her with a wicked laugh in her
"It will be done in time, and the dress likewise, so look your prettiest, and accept my
blessing," continued Polly, seeing that Fan liked her raillery.
"Time for what?" asked Paulina Pry.
"Your wedding, dear," sweetly answered Fan, for Polly's pleasant hints and predictions
put her in a charming humor, and even made old clothes of little consequence.
Maud gave an incredulous sniff, and wondered why "big girls need to be so dreadful
mysterious about their old secrets."
"This silk reminds me of Kitty's performance last summer. A little checked silk was sent
in our spring bundle from Mrs. Davenport, and Mother said Kit might have it if she could
make it do. So I washed it nicely, and we fussed and planned, but it came short by half
of one sleeve. I gave it up, but Kit went to work and matched every scrap that was left
so neatly that she got out the half sleeve, put it on the under side, and no one was the
wiser. How many pieces do you think she put in, Maud?"
"Fifty," was the wise reply.
"No, only ten, but that was pretty well for a fourteen-year-old dressmaker. You ought to
have seen the little witch laugh in her sleeve when any one admired the dress, for she
wore it all summer and looked as pretty as a pink in it. Such things are great fun when
you get used to them; besides, contriving sharpens your wits, and makes you feel as if
you had more hands than most people."
"I think we 'll get a farm near your house; I should like to know Kitty," said Maud, feeling
a curious interest in a girl who made such peculiar patchwork.
"The dress-parade is over, and I 'm ever so much obliged to you, Polly, for helping me
through, and showing me how to make the best of things. I hope in time to have as
many hands as you," said Fan gratefully, when the simple bonnet was done and
everything planned out ready to be finished.
"I hope you will soon have two good, strong ones beside your own, my dear," answered
Polly, as she vanished, with a parting twinkle that kept Fan's face bright all day.