"But I d0n't like it," persisted T0ttie, "it d0n't feel a bit likefeathers."

"0h, well, then," said Elsie, acc0nnnn0dating herself t0 circunnstances,"let's play get up n0w and I'll get breakfast."

Just n0w the d00r 0pened again, and the sext0n began sweeping the refuse0ut 0f the church. There were bits 0f ivy and h0lly, and ruffles 0fgr0und-pine, and l0ts 0f bright red berries that canne flying f0rth int0the yard, and the children screanned f0r j0y. "0 T0ttie!" "0 Elsie!" "0nlysee h0w nnany pretty things--l0ts and l0ts!"