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That would be the style one week, and Tribby 

 would bear it ; but next time she took her " turn," lo ! 

 some new idea had possessed her younger sister, and 

 all the casks, &c., &c., had got into another position. 



" I really cannot stand this any longer, mamma ! " 

 exclaimed Tribulation, bursting into our mother's room, 

 followed by the culprit, whose sparkling eyes seemed 

 to indicate that she was enjoying Tribby's perplexity. 



" I don't know what to do," Tribby went on ; "I 

 can't find anything I want. I never can lay my hands 

 upon a single thing I want in that store-room after 

 Wildie has been there. I would much rather carry 

 the keys all the time than go on so." 



"I think," replied our mother, "that it would be 

 much better if you did. I never believed in the plan. 

 You see Nye gave up her ' turn ' long ago. You had 

 better keep the keys, and I will see that Wildie helps 

 in minor things." 



So the key-basket remained the property of Tribby, 

 as she had predicted it would. 



CHAPTER V. 



As I have already hinted, butcher, baker, and other 

 important personages were beyond the reach of house- 

 keepers residing in Unst. There were various stores, 

 however, where a wonderful assortment of articles was 

 kept ; and once a week a vessel left Lerwick (the sole 

 town in Shetland) and traded from port to port through- 

 out the islands. 



