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“Yes; I’ll dress her as soon as I call Father. June is all ready and studying her history.”

It was a minister’s busy household. In due season, the breakfast over, Hilary and June had washed the dishes and with the boys were off to school. Mary was well established with her family of battered dolls under the apple tree near the kitchen door. Mrs. Lancaster had commenced to iron when the mail carrier arrived and Dr. Lancaster presently appeared, by way of the dining room door, to hand her a letter.

“You are tired already, Grace,” said Dr. Lancaster. “You know I can’t bear to have you do this.”

“I’ll not, reverend sir, as soon as we catch up a little; and anyway it is so hard to find anybody. My woman does the washing well, but I tried her on the ironing and it was hopeless! The children have so many starched things, too, this hot weather, and they have to look well in school.”

“All the more reason, then, for having some help.”

“School is almost out and then Hilary and June will be able to help me more.”