Among Ellen's playthings, there is none that pleases her more than the bright worsted reins which her aunt bought for her at the May Fair. "Reins!—what does a girl do with reins?" I think I hear somebody ask. Why, she plays horse with them, to be sure. She has a brother Charles. He is the horse sometimes; and sometimes he is the driver, and Ellen is the horse. Either way, it is good fun. One fine June day, her elder brother, Ned, took part in the play. He said there should be a span of horses. He and Charles would be the span, and Ellen should drive. "No," said Ellen, "I would rather be one of the horses." So Nelly and Ned were harnessed together, and Charley took the reins. "Get up!" said he, and away they went. As they crossed the lawn, they passed a lawnmower, and the horse Ned shied badly. If he had not had such a steady horse as Nell by his side, there might have been an accident.

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