THE LITTLE GRAY GRANDMOTHER ; OR, THE ENCHANTED MIRROR.

Nobody knew whence she came or whither she went . All that any one of the children could have told you about her , was that oftentimes they looked up from their play and there she stood , in her soft misty gray gown , and still softer , long , gray cloak and shadowy gray veil which always reminded them of thin smoke . Sometimes her face could scarcely be seen behind this mysterious veil , and sometimes it shone quite clear and distinct . This was always the case when any one of them had done some unselfish or brave act and thought no one knew it . And yet , if happy with the thought , he or she chanced to look up , there would be the Little Gray Grandmother , her face fairly shining with the glad smile of approval . Then suddenly she would disappear and they would not hear of her for days and days .

There was a large family of them , and they (47 )