daisy’s fright. 
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bed with us, Kate ?” asked Annie, after a 
little perplexity. “The bed is wide, and she 
will be satisfied then. She gets frightened 
so easily. I almost wish aunt had not 
begun to tell us these stories; for they run 
in her mind all the time.” 
Kate made room with great readiness. 
She had scarcely known the sensation of 
fear herself, but she saw that Daisy was 
very uncomfortable, and that was enough 
to win her sympathy. “ What makes you 
so timid, Daisy?” she asked, after the little 
girl was settled between them. “You 
know there isn’t any thing here to hurt 
you, don’t you ?” 
“ Yes,” sighed Daisy; “ but it seems just 
as if there was; and very often, when I am 
in the dark, or going through the hall 
alone, it seems as if some one was just 
ready to catch me, and my heart beats so I 
don’t know what to do. I know it is fool¬ 
ish, and I try to help it; but I can’t.” 
“ Well, never mind,” said Annie. “You 
know the doctor and Aunt Louisa both 
say you will get over it when you are older. 
Kow we will all say the evening hymn to¬ 
gether and not think any more about it.” 
