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one asleep behind the door, and see one black head poking out from under the table, one lying on the door-mat, — and they are mopping and mowing and grinning between all the railings, and tumbling over the kitchen floor! What on earth did you want to bring this one for ? "
" For you to educate, — did n't I tell you ? You 're always preaching about educating. I thought I would make you a present of a fresh-caught specimen, and let you try your hand on her, and bring her up in the way she should go."
" / don't want her, I am sure ; I have more to do with 'em now than I want to."
" That's you Christians, all over ! — you '11 get up a society, and get some poor missionary to spend all his days among just such heathen. But let me see one of you that would take one into your house with you, and take the labor of their conversion on yourselves ! No; when it comes to that, they are dirty and disagreeable, and it's too much care, and so on."
" Augustine, you know I did n't think of it in that light," said Miss Ophelia, evidently softening. " Well, it might be a real missionary work," said she, looking rather more favorably on the child.
St. Clare had touched the right string. Miss Ophelia's conscientiousness was ever on the alert. " But," she added, " I really did n't see the need of buying this one; — there are enough now, in your house, to take all my time and skill."
" Well, then, cousin," said St. Clare, drawing her aside, " I ought to beg your pardon for my good-for-nothing speeches. You are so good, after all, that there's no sense in them. Why, the fact is, this concern belonged to a couple of drunken creatures that keep a low restaurant that I have to pass by every day, and I was tired of hearing her screaming, and them beating and swearing at her. She looked bright and funny, too, as if something might be made of her, — so I bought her, and I '11 give