BABY Bell thought she could do just as she pleased everywhere, and with
everybody. And she generally did. She even trotted into Mrs. Burnett's,
a sad, lonely woman, who lived all alone by herself in the next house.
One day she came pattering into the room where Mrs. Burnett sat. She
clung to her dress. She looked up lovingly into the sad face. Then she
lisped forth,--
"_Miss Nett_, Baby Bell tiss you."
Then she put up her sweet lips to give a kiss. Who could resist such a
baby? Not even Mrs. Burnett. She took the child on her lap, and covered
her face with kisses and tears. Baby Bell looked on wonderingly.
When papa came for her she said, "_Miss Nett_ tryin', Baby Bell tiss her
lots."
Mrs. Burnett explained. "I lost a baby just her age. I felt since that I
had no one to love me. But Baby Bell loves me, I am sure. I hope she
will come often."
"As often as you and she wish," said papa.
"Baby Bell tum ev'y day--tum see _Miss Nett_. Baby Bell love _Miss
Nett_," added the baby, looking back over papa's shoulder.
[Illustration: WHAT A KISS DID.]