To-night we were discussing what we'd
like best to do, and the girls had such wild plans that I thought
I'd bring them down to earth again."
"If you can't make better puns than that, don't try to make any,
Alan," said Polly severely. "But our plans weren't wild a bit; we
only said just what we would do, if we had all the money in the
world."
"And what was the decision," asked the doctor; "cooking and
sewing, or society belles?"
"Neither," Polly was beginning earnestly, when Alan broke in,--
"I'll tell you, Dr. Adams, and you can see for yourself if they
weren't a little extra. Jean was going to know everything; Molly
was going to travel everywhere; Polly was going to found an orphan
asylum in her house, and write poetry, besides; and Katharine
wanted to support poor but honest young men by the dozen. I think
that's all but Jessie. She's going to study medicine."
"Such aspiring young people!" said the doctor. "You'll need all
the treasures of the earth at your disposal, if you have such
magnificent plans. If you are going to undertake so much, then
good-by to bread-making and Bridget. And that reminds me to tell
you, children, Bridget is going home, the last of next week.
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