On an understanding that her story was to be printed in
the pages of _The Joy-bell_--of course I've never seen the paper, and
should not dream of reading anything so rubbishy--poor Jasmine was
induced to subscribe two pounds five shillings, or, in other words, to
undertake to buy one hundred copies of _The Joy-bell_. Of course she
imagined that her printed words would immediately bring her fame. She
paid her money, and looked out for her story."
"Where did she get the money from?" thought the anxious reader.
"Primrose, how wrinkled up your brows are;" called out little Daisy.
Primrose sighed, and resumed her perusal of the closely-written
sheets.
"On the very evening our little Daisy ran away Jasmine received her
first proofs. They were barbarously printed on wretched paper, but the
poor child was in such trouble then that she scarcely noticed them.
Afterwards she did read them with care, and was surprised to find what
a very small portion of her story had been printed.
"You know that I was unexpectedly detained in the country by the
serious illness and death of my poor cousin. Jasmine was not doing as
well as we supposed by her profession of dressing dinner-tables.
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