I will let Nora wear them. I was seeking my
own, all the time, Juanita. I didn't know it."
See, Miss Daisy — 'That women adorn themselves in modest
apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broidered
hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array.' "
"Is there any _harm_ in those pretty things, Juanita? They are
so pretty!"
"I don't know, Miss Daisy; the Lord say He not pleased with
them; and the Lord knows."
"I suppose," said Daisy — but what Daisy supposed was never
told. It was lost in thought.
"My love see here what please the Lord — 'the ornament of a
meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great
price.' "
Daisy lifted her little face and kissed the fine olive cheek
of her friend.
"I know now, Juanita," she said with her accustomed
placidness. "I didn't know what was the matter with me. I
shall have to play in the pictures — I cannot help it now —
but I will let Nora be Queen Esther."
It was quite late by this time, and Daisy after a little more
talk went home; a talk which filled the child's heart with
comfort. Daisy went home quite herself again, and looked as
happy and busy as a bee when she got there.
"Daisy! what late doings!" exclaimed her father.
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