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jack and jill-第21章

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This piece of elegance gave the last touch to her room; she

thought; and she was very proud of it; setting forth all her small

store of trinkets in a large shell; with an empty scent bottle; and a

clean tidy over the pincushion。 On the walls she hung three

old…fashioned pictures; which she ventured to borrow from the

garret till better could be found。 One a mourning piece; with a

very tall lady weeping on an urn in a grove of willows; and two

small boys in knee breeches and funny little square tails to their

coats; looking like cherubs in large frills。 The other was as good as

a bonfire; being an eruption of Vesuvius; and very lurid indeed; for

the Bay of Naples was boiling like a pot; the red sky raining rocks;

and a few distracted people lying flat upon the shore。 The third

was a really pretty scene of children dancing round a May…pole; for

though nearly a hundred years old; the little maids smiled and the

boys pranced as gayly as if the flowers they carried were still alive

and sweet。



〃Now I'll call them all to see; and say that it is pretty。 Then I'll

enjoy it; and come here when things look dismal and bare

everywhere else;〃 said Merry; when at last it was done。 She had

worked all the afternoon; and only finished at supper time; so the

candles had to be lighted that the toilette might look its best; and

impress the beholders with an idea of true elegance。 Unfortunately;

the fire smoked a little; and a window was set ajar to clear the

room; an evil disposed gust blew in; wafting the thin drapery

within reach of the light; and when Merry threw open the door

proudly thinking to display her success; she was horrified to find

the room in a blaze; and half her labor all in vain。



The conflagration was over in a minute; however; for the boys tore

down the muslin and stamped out the fire with much laughter;

while Mrs。 Grant bewailed the damage to her carpet; and poor

Merry took refuge in her father's arms; refusing to be comforted in

spite of his kind commendation of 〃Grandma's fixins。〃



The third little missionary had the hardest time of all; and her first

efforts were not much more satisfactory nor successful than the

others。 Her father was away from morning till night; and then had

his paper to read; books to keep; or 〃a man to see down town;〃 so

that; after a hasty word at tea; he saw no more of the children till

another evening; as they were seldom up at his early breakfast。 He

thought they were well taken care of; for Miss Bathsheba Dawes

was an energetic; middle…aged spinster when she came into the

family; and had been there fifteen years; so he did not observe;

what a woman would have seen at once; that Miss Bat was getting

old and careless; and everything about the house was at sixes and

sevens。 She took good care of him; and thought she had done her

duty if she got three comfortable meals; nursed the children when

they were ill; and saw that the house did not burn up。 So Maria

Louisa and Napoleon Bonaparte got on as they could; without the

tender cares of a mother。 Molly had been a happy…go…lucky child;

contented with her pets; her freedom; and little Boo to love; but

now she was just beginning to see that they were not like other

children; and to feel ashamed of it。



〃Papa is busy; but Miss Bat ought to see to us; she is paid for it;

and goodness knows she has an easy time now; for if I ask her to

do anything; she groans over her bones; and tells me young folks

should wait on themselves。 I take all the care of Boo off her hands;

but I can't wash my own things; and he hasn't a decent trouser to

his blessed little legs。 I'd tell papa; but it wouldn't do any good;

he'd only say; 'Yes; child; yes; I'll attend to it;' and never do a

thing。〃



This used to be Molly's lament; when some especially trying event

occurred; and if the girls were not there to condole with her; she

would retire to the shed…chamber; call her nine cats about her; and;

sitting in the old bushel basket; pull her hair about her ears; and

scold all alone。 The cats learned to understand this habit; and

nobly did their best to dispel the gloom which now and then

obscured the sunshine of their little mistress。 Some of them would

creep into her lap and purr till the comfortable sound soothed her

irritation; the sedate elders sat at her feet blinking with such wise

and sympathetic faces; that she felt as if half a dozen Solomons

were giving her the sagest advice; while the kittens frisked about;

cutting up their drollest capers till she laughed in spite of herself。

When the laugh came; the worst of the fit was over; and she soon

cheered up; dismissing the consolers with a pat all round; a feast of

good things from Miss Bat's larder; and the usual speech:



〃Well; dears; it's of no use to worry。 I guess we shall get along

somehow; if we don't fret。〃



With which wise resolution; Molly would leave her retreat and

freshen up her spirits by a row on the river or a romp with Boo;

which always finished the case。 Now; however; she was bound to

try the new plan and do something toward reforming not only the

boy's condition; but the disorder and discomfort of home。



〃I'll play it is Siam; and this the house of a native; and I'm come to

show the folks how to live nicely。 Miss Bat won't know what to

make of it; and I can't tell her; so I shall get some fun out of it;

anyway;〃 thought Molly; as she surveyed the dining…room the day

her mission began。



The prospect was not cheering; and; if the natives of Siam live in

such confusion; it is high time they were attended to。 The

breakfast…table still stood as it was left; with slops of coffee on the

cloth; bits of bread; egg…shells; and potato…skins lay about; and one

lonely sausage was cast away in the middle of a large platter。 The

furniture was dusty; stove untidy; and the carpet looked as if

crumbs had been scattered to chickens who declined their

breakfast。 Boo was sitting on the sofa; with his arm through a hole

in the cover; hunting for some lost treasure put away there for safe

keeping; like a little magpie as he was。 Molly fancied she washed

and dressed him well enough; but to…day she seemed to see more

dearly; and sighed as she thought of the hard job in store for her if

she gave him the thorough washing he needed; and combed out

that curly mop of hair。



〃I'll clear up first and do that by and by。 I ought to have a nice little

tub and good towels; like Mrs。 Minot; and I will; too; if I buy them

myself;〃 she said; piling up cups with an energy that threatened

destruction to handles。



Miss Bat; who was trailing about the kitchen; with her head pinned

up in a little plaid shawl; was so surprised by the demand for a pan

of hot water and four clean towels; that she nearly dropped her

snuff…box; chief comfort of her lazy soul。



〃What new whimsey now? Generally; the dishes stand round till I

have time to pick 'em up; and you are off coasting or careering

somewhere。 Well
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