Page 102 - The Little sister of Wilifred

had been paving herself a compli-
ment.

“ But 1 am a slavey,” said Peggy, 1[ I.
have to wait on the lodgers, you see ;

there is n’t anybody else to do it. And
when I am not waiting on the lodgers I

am waiting on Mrs, Bagley. I t ’s hard
work, to be sure, and it makes your legs

ache sometimes, I can tell you. But
then they get rested again.”

Wilifred sighed, and an expression
of real distress clouded her soft, hap­

py little face. Peggy’s life seemed
dreary as she thought of the brightness

and love in her own, so that her voice
was very earnest as she said, “ If

I could, I would share everything I
have with you. Once I knew two

twin sisters, and if one had a thing the
other had to have it too. T h at’s always'

the way with twins. Indeed, Peggy,