Stormy Saturdays were particularly trying, and to-day the rain
interfered with an expedition to which the children had been looking
forward for a week.
"I wish I were a fairy," said Louise, who sat on the floor building a
block house for Carie; "I wouldn't have any rainy days."
"A mighty nice world 't would be, I reckon, if you had the fixin' of
it," Sukey remarked sarcastically.
"Oh, well, perhaps I'd have _some_ rain, but only at night."
"Don't you s'pose the good Lord knows what kind of weather is best for
us a heap better than a no-account fairy?" Sukey continued, seeing an
opportunity for some moral teaching.
"Of course he does, but I shouldn't think one Saturday would make much
difference."
"That ain't for us to say. Folks can't have all they wants in this
world, and they has to be taught it."
"Louise, I see Miss Brown at her window; don't you think it would be
nice to go to see her?" said Bess. "We could wear our waterproofs."
"Yes, indeed; may we, mammy?" asked Louise, jumping up. Though Sukey
professed to be a stern disciplinarian she rarely denied the children
anything, so after a careful survey of the weather she thought they
might go if they would wear their overshoes.
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