"A fan?" said Mamma. "Oh no, she

doesn't need a fan."

"Yes, her does," persisted Posy "her's to be married, you know, and her must have a fan to blush on."

"'To blush on'?" asked Mamma. "Why, what do you mean, Posy?"

"Why, don't you 'member 'Jenny blushed behind her fan'? Peoples always does, Tom says."

"If Tom says so it must be so," said Papa. "I think Mamma can let you have a fan for such an important occasion, Posy."

"You are a dear, kind Papa," said Posy, hugging him; "and if you'll give me a dollar I'll buy you such a beautiful birthday present! I may as well tell you what it is, for you'll forget all about it before the time comes."

"Don't tell me," said Papa, "I like to be surprised; but you shall have the dollar