"A LETTER for Miss Bella Curtis; two cents!" bawled the postman.
He was in a hurry this time, and Bella had to run so fast for the money,
that it was quite a wonder that she did not get thin after it--only she
laughed, too, just as much--and perhaps that may be the reason.
She began to feel as if she was quite a big woman, to be giving the
postman so much business to do; and she carried her new letter in great
state to her sister, and listened to the reading of it with all her
heart and both her ears.