GRAY LADY APPEARS 7 
“Then I asked her if the house had lovely pictures in 
it and birds with real eyes sitting on perches, and more 
books than the Sunday-school library, and she laughed 
and asked who told me that, and I said it was Jake 
Gorham that went up there to set new glass in the roof 
light after the hail-storm last summer.” 
“Sarah Barnes! such gall as to make free and talk to 
General Wentworth’s daughter like that! I just wonder 
what she thinks of you!” 
“She didn’t tell me, grandma; but, oh, what do you 
suppose, she said that if I came down some afternoon, 
she’d show me all the pictures and then I could tell Goldi- 
locks how to begin to make friends with the squirrels, 
and that she would show me their tree with a lunch-counter 
on it for birds, where there is something for every kind to 
eat. Do you suppose she will ask me for this Saturday, 
grandma, and may I wear my pink lawn, if it stays warm? 
My Sunday dress for fall shows where the hem was let 
down.” 
“She may and then again mayhap ’twill be the last 
you'll ever hear of it. Come to think of it, in those days 
my ginger cookies were mixed with butter instead of lard, 
and they had currants in them. I guess I’ll risk it to 
make a batch to-morrow, lest Mrs. John should come up 
— that is if I finish all this mending, for there is only one 
more Saturday and Labor Day, and then school opens, and 
all you girls and boys will be making excuses for shirking 
your chores. Five o’clock already! Sarah Barnes, do 
you go straight out and feed the chickens and then rinse 
those milk-pans, — that comes first before all the fine talk 
of seein’ pictures and making pies and cakes for birds.” 
