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“
Charlotta
,
”
said
Miss
Lavendar
,
“
go
into
the
house
and
bring
out
the
little
tin
horn
that
is
hanging
over
the
clock
shelf
.
”
Charlotta
the
Fourth
skipped
off
and
returned
with
the
horn
.
“
Blow
it
,
Charlotta
,
”
commanded
Miss
Lavendar
.
Charlotta
accordingly
blew
,
a
rather
raucous
,
strident
blast
.
There
was
moment
’
s
stillness
.
.
.
and
then
from
the
woods
over
the
river
came
a
multitude
of
fairy
echoes
,
sweet
,
elusive
,
silvery
,
as
if
all
the
“
horns
of
elfland
”
were
blowing
against
the
sunset
.
Anne
and
Diana
exclaimed
in
delight
.
“
Now
laugh
,
Charlotta
.
.
.
laugh
loudly
.
”
Charlotta
,
who
would
probably
have
obeyed
if
Miss
Lavendar
had
told
her
to
stand
on
her
head
,
climbed
upon
the
stone
bench
and
laughed
loud
and
heartily
.
Back
came
the
echoes
,
as
if
a
host
of
pixy
people
were
mimicking
her
laughter
in
the
purple
woodlands
and
along
the
fir
-
fringed
points
.
“
People
always
admire
my
echoes
very
much
,
”
said
Miss
Lavendar
,
as
if
the
echoes
were
her
personal
property
.
“
I
love
them
myself
.
They
are
very
good
company
.
.
.
with
a
little
pretending
.
On
calm
evenings
Charlotta
the
Fourth
and
I
often
sit
out
here
and
amuse
ourselves
with
them
.
Charlotta
,
take
back
the
horn
and
hang
it
carefully
in
its
place
.
”
“
Why
do
you
call
her
Charlotta
the
Fourth
?
”
asked
Diana
,
who
was
bursting
with
curiosity
on
this
point
.
“
Just
to
keep
her
from
getting
mixed
up
with
other
Charlottas
in
my
thoughts
,
”
said
Miss
Lavendar
seriously
.
“
They
all
look
so
much
alike
there
’
s
no
telling
them
apart
.
Her
name
isn
’
t
really
Charlotta
at
all
.
It
is
.
.
.
let
me
see
.
.
.
what
is
it
?
I
THINK
it
’
s
Leonora
.
.
.
yes
,
it
IS
Leonora
.
You
see
,
it
is
this
way
.
When
mother
died
ten
years
ago
I
couldn
’
t
stay
here
alone
.
.
.
and
I
couldn
’
t
afford
to
pay
the
wages
of
a
grown
-
up
girl
.
So
I
got
little
Charlotta
Bowman
to
come
and
stay
with
me
for
board
and
clothes
.
Her
name
really
was
Charlotta
.
.
.
she
was
Charlotta
the
First
.
She
was
just
thirteen
.
She
stayed
with
me
till
she
was
sixteen
and
then
she
went
away
to
Boston
,
because
she
could
do
better
there
.
Her
sister
came
to
stay
with
me
then
.
Her
name
was
Julietta
.
.
.
Mrs
.
Bowman
had
a
weakness
for
fancy
names
I
think
.
.
.
but
she
looked
so
like
Charlotta
that
I
kept
calling
her
that
all
the
time
.
.
.
and
she
didn
’
t
mind
.
So
I
just
gave
up
trying
to
remember
her
right
name
.
She
was
Charlotta
the
Second
,
and
when
she
went
away
Evelina
came
and
she
was
Charlotta
the
Third
.
Now
I
have
Charlotta
the
Fourth
;
but
when
she
is
sixteen
.
.
.
she
’
s
fourteen
now
.
.
.
she
will
want
to
go
to
Boston
too
,
and
what
I
shall
do
then
I
really
do
not
know
.
