A Little Girl in Old New York

sfixed. There came the passionate desire to run

timis an

stand another minnit? Next time you want to get in, Haneran,

lling heart. She couldn't be allowed to ring the d

ad been brought over with the French great, great grandmother. It had a tall glass coming down to the floor. At the sides were several small drawers that went up ab

ckings were black, and she remembered how she had watched these little girls coming down the street, their stockings were snowy white. Of course she wore white yarn ones on

e bench and cried as if

ear, what is

r, took off her sun-bonnet and pressed the child in her arms. "What

le arms around Margaret's neck. "

darling. Did Ma

came along--" She tried ve

thed the small face, then she began to brush the soft hair. It had not been cut all winter

. They went by an

r again, but she did not mea

call you '

e girl, who tried to smile also. The

rls are wearing short dresses, and you are to have some new ones. Mother has gone out shopping, and next week cousin Cynthia Blackfan is coming to fix u

ver will," said the

rip up her pretty blue plaid silk and have it

the drawers, pinned up

te apron," the elder said

fle round the neck. The little

orted if she could have heard the re

e," said the girl who laughed. "They can't b

e one told her they owned a big farm in Yonkers, and one of the young men is to be a doctor. Maybe the

"Mother said the other day she shouldn't bother abo

id gravely: "Margaret, are all those old Dutch people de

, but it has changed. That

laughed about my long frock. I almo

ere other things

full of tulips and roses. There doesn't seem any room about for such

ou will read all about it in h

k New York is a great, strange, queer place. Th

ssented wi

f gladness. He caught her eyes and beckoned, and she ran down. But sh

said. "I've got to drive up to

d come out in spring attire, but it was rather cool so early in the season. Hanny looked very pretty in her winter hood. And as they drove down the street the same girls were standing o

is corner," said Hanny. "An

s and Houston goes on

the sidewalk a pump, which the little girl thought funny. They dipped the water out of the spring at home-they had not gi

pigs and geese. They seemed so familiar that the little girl laughed. And if some one had told her that she would one day be driving in a beautif

o late to hunt them up. And it'll be dark by the time we get home. There was a big batt

drew a long brea

ed before a hotel where there was a long row

n." He carried her in his arms clear up the steps

ting-room a few moments. I have some

he led Hanny thither. She insisted on taking off her hood and loosening her coat, and in a

rom here," she said. Then remembering they were very poor, and tha

irl eagerly. "He said sometime we would hunt them

one. They would be glad to see your father, I

nto a delightful talk. Then her hostess brought in a plate of seed coo

at I'd like you to bring your little girl up

id her father, with a fond

ul around here, and when she longs for a br

you,

ousins really are here

ned their circumstances were quite straiten

simplicity and pretty manner. And she had never o

unger boys had been left at Yonkers. Indeed, George had declared his intention of being a

girl to come and sit on his knee

ke her clothes instead of going to school," said Mrs. Underhill shortly. "She

y girl now. I've been looking schools over. There are several establis

any French school and readi

nd laughed. He had such spl

titute. It's going to be the sc

o that. There would be o

next birthday," said her mother. "If she wasn't a good s

heir mother's little

ser every day," sai

e you going

d gave the little gir

yself. Don't begin to worry about a child not

ed her father with a soft sigh. And he wis

as Dolly Beekman. Dolly had some dainty, attractive ways, played on the piano and sang, and Peggy had a voice blithe as a bird. Steve was beginning to be quite a judge of young ladi

a good, upright, affectionate son. So when he announced that he had r

week and remodeled the feminine part of the household. She was a tall, slim, airy-looking person, with large dark eyes and dark hair that she wore in long ringlets on either side of her face. She always lo

the little girl she q

of 'braid']. And her frocks must be made ever so much shorter. And, Cousin Underhill, do put white stock

in the wash-tub," sa

asis. "It looks queer to be so out of date. Everybody dresses so mu

rtistic upholsterers came over, carpets and furniture of the most elegant sort were imported, and even then some people ordered their gowns and cloaks in Paris. Miss Blackfan's best customer had gone over for the whole summer, otherw

Little girls' dresses were cut off the shoulder, and made with a yoke or band and a belt. In warm weather they wore short sleev

oidered just above the hem. It was used a great deal for aprons, too. Aprons, let me tell you, were no longer "high-ups" with a plain armhole. They were some

eclared Mother Underhill almost sharply

uffling. And all the little girls are knitting lace. I'm doing some myself, oak-l

ne is going to find tim

collars. And we tucked up to the waist. There's always something. And those old Jewish women had broidery and finery of every sort, and 'pillows' in their

aped cushion topped off with some soft green stuff she knew afterward was chenille. This was to keep her needles bright and smooth. Then she had three rolls of ruffling, yards and yards in each piece. One was cambric, one was fine lawn or nainsook, and one of dimity. She had done some over-seam in sheets, she had hemmed tow

eet sweeping the sidewalk, she begged to do that. She could dust a room very nicely. There was much running up and down, and

, much as she desired to be among them. But she found herself quite advanced in some of the studies, and

oadway, and had a farm "up the East River," about Ninety-sixth Street. He had five girls, and the two last had been sore disappointments. But Harriet, the eldest, had married her cousin and had four Beekman boys. Tw

ter made inquiries about the young man, and if they had not been satisfactory Stephen would soon have known it. So he felt quite assur

ning of the first week, "how does

t laughed. "Mary Barclay said you had been

I've been there to play whist. They're a jolly crowd. Next win

ve!" She squeezed h

gy. Annie Beekman's sister sings b

est or quizzing you. But she's ever so much pre

Dolly. She has real flaxen

retty girls in the world. I have a curious sort of pity for t

nodded, as if th

sure they would all fall in love with Dolly. And then the matter would go on smoothly