Hannah laughed faintly. "I ate up two whole pumpkin pies I was carrying to aunt Sarah," said she.
"O how lucky it was you had them!"
"Yes; mother called me back to get them, after I started. They were some new ones, made with cream, and she thought aunt Sarah would like them."
Pretty soon they started. It was hard work; for the way was very rough, and poor Hannah weak. But Ann had a good deal of strength in her lithe young frame, and she half carried Hannah over the worst places. Still both of the girls were pretty well spent when they came to the last of the bits of wool on the border of Bear Swamp. However, they kept on a little farther; then they had to stop and rest. "I know where I am now," said Hannah, with a sigh of delight: "but I don't think I can walk another step. She was, in fact, almost exhausted.
Ann looked at her thoughtfully. She hardly knew what to do. She could not carry Hannah herself—indeed, her own strength began to fail;
