-But he forsook the counsel of the old men, which they had given him.- -Tod's coming - said Maybee, dancing up and down on the doorstep. -How do you suppose they'll behave?- said Sue, taking books, lunch-basket, and two clean pocket-handkerchiefs from mamma's careful hands. -Tod is so queer; and what shall I do with Maybee's tongue?- -Do exactly as you would be done by,- said mamma, smoothing the anxious little forehead. -Remember, everything will be new and strange, and keep the wee things under your own wing as much as possible. Be very gentle and patient, help them over all the hard...