THE FLAG-RAISING(升旗).txt

-----------------------Page 1-----------------------THE FLAG-RAISING THE FLAG-RAISING by KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN 1 -----------------------Page 2-----------------------THE FLAG-RAISING I A DIFFERENCE IN HEARTS "I DON'know as I cal'lated to be the makin' of any child," Miranda had said as she folded Aurelia's letter and laid it in the light-stand drawer. "I s'posed of course Aurelia would send us the one we asked for, but it's just like her to palm off that wild young one onsomebody else." "You remember we said that a, or even Jenny might come, in case Hannah could n't," interposed Jane. "I know we did, but we hadn't any notion it would turn out that way," grumbled Miranda. "She was a mite of a thing when we saw her three years ago," ventured Jane; "she's had time to improve." "And time to grow worse!" "Won't it be kind of a privilege to put her on the righttrack?" asked Jane timidly. "I don' know about the privilege part; it'll be considerable work, I guess. If her mother hasn't got her on the right track by now, she won't take to it herself all of a sudden." This depressed and depressing frame of mind had lasted until th eventful day dawned on which a was to arrive. "If she makes as much work after she comes as she has before, we might as well give up hope of ever gettin' any rest," sighed Miranda as she hung the dish towels on the barberry bushes at the side door. "But we should have had to clean house, a or no a," urged Jane; "and I can't see why you've scrubbedand washed and baked as you have for that one child, nor why you've about bought out Watson's stock of dry goods." "I know Aurelia if you don't," responded Miranda. "I've seen her house, and I've seen that batch o' children, wearin' one another's cloth