Amanda blushed and was silent. Philip was unable to hide his guilt.

"Now, when did tobacco worms learn to live in bonnets?" she asked the

boy as she eyed him reproachfully.

Mrs. Reist looked hurt. Her gentle reproof, "Children, I'm ashamed of

you!" cut deeper with Amanda than the scolding of Aunt Rebecca--"You're

a bad pair! Almost you spoiled me my good bonnet. If I'd squeezed that

worm on my cap it would have ruined it! My goodness, you both need a

good spankin', that's what. Too bad you ain't got a pop to learn you!"

"It was only for fun, Aunt Rebecca," said Amanda, truly ashamed. But

Phil put his hand over his mouth to hide a grin.

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"Fun--what for fun is that--to be so disrespectful to an old aunt? And

you, Philip, ain't one bit ashamed. Your mom just ought to make you

hunt all the worms in the whole tobacco patch. My goodness, look at

that clock! Next with this dumb foolin' I'll miss that trolley yet. I

must hurry myself now."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Rebecca," Amanda said softly, eager to make peace with

the woman, whom she knew to be kind, though a bit severe.

"Ach, I don't hold no spite. But I think it's high time you learn to

behave. Such a big girl like you ought to help her brother be good, not

learn him tricks. Boys go to the bad soon enough. I'm goin' now," she

addressed Mrs. Reist, "and you let me know when you boil apple butter

and I'll come and help stir."

"All right, Rebecca. I hope the children will behave and not cut up

like to-day. You are always so ready to help us--I can't understand why

they did such a thing. I'm ashamed."

"Ach, it's all right, long as my bonnet ain't spoiled. If that had

happened then there'd be a different kind o' bird pipin'."

After she left Philip proceeded to do a Comanche Indian dance--in which

Amanda joined by being pulled around the room by her dress skirt--in

undisguised hilarity over the departure of their grim relative. Boys

have little understanding of the older person who suppresses their

animal energy and skylarking happiness.

"I ain't had so much fun since Adam was a boy," Philip admitted with

pretended seriousness, while the family smiled at his drollness.