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The Old Teapot. 75
din and bustle had subsided, Miss Sarah quietly
dropped off into a nap in her chair.
On the centre of the table the teapot was glowing
brightly, with the exception of a few dim traces on its
side, which were marks from drops that might have
been shed in its excess of joy. Round about the
teapot five china cups, with their saucy partners
danced attendance ; they had each a little flaw, and
were all a little cracked, but what mattered that?
They had also all a little gold emblazoned on them
to tell of their ancient pedigree.
“Would you like to hear a little scandal ?” said the
teapot, having first ascertained that the mistress was
sound asleep.
“J should rather think we would! What have we
teacups got ears for, if not to listen with ?” said one
of the cups.
“Qh, don’t ; we had enough stories before to-day,”
interposed another one, which was more cracked
than the rest, so that it was not quite as fond of
full measure as they were.
“Well, I won’t force myself upon anybody’s
hearing,” gurgled the teapot, “though in my days I
have seen and learned so much that I am well nigh
brimful with wisdom.”
“Oh yes, tell us; do tell us!” all the other four
pairs of cups and saucers cried unanimously, and even
the saucer of the dissentient fifth cup chimed in
the chorus.
“Well, if you are willing to receive, 1 am not the
one to keep good things back,” said the teapot,
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