What Katy Did by Aunt Fanny
sang the katy-dids
in the trees. Who was
Katy, and what did she
do, that all
night long the
a pretty little
girl, six years
old. Such a
girl that every
one loved her.
Katy had come
out to stay
very sick, and
gone to nurse
her. Papa sent
Katy and little
their nurse, to grandma's.
Grandma Lee lived in the country, in a large house, with a beautiful
garden to it. Back of the garden was the barn, where Katy liked
to hunt for eggs, and play in the hay. So Katy played from morning
till night at grandma's, and was very happy.
One warm afternoon she thought she would go into the parlor and
get a book that had beautiful pictures in it. It was on a table that
had a scarf hanging over the edge. When Katy reached to get it
she pulled the table-scarf off. Down fell the book and a large vase,
which was broken all to pieces.
"Oh, dear!" said Katy, "grandma will be so angry. I am afraid
to tell her."
Little Tom had followed Katy in, and now stood beside her. Just
then Katy heard grandma coming, and ran out on the porch.
She heard grandma say, "You naughty boy, to break grandma's
Then Katy thought grandma will never know it was I who did it;
for Tom cannot talk, and he is always breaking things. I won't tell
her I did it. So she ran away,
and did not come in till grandma
called her. Then grandma told her
that Tom had gone into the parlor, and
had broken the vase by pulling the scarf off the table.
Katy did not say a word, but she could hardly eat her supper.
When little Tom came up to kiss her "Good-night," before nurse put
him to bed, she almost cried. But she thought it would not do to tell
then. She was glad when bed-time came, she felt so unhappy.
Katy slept in a little room that opened into grandma's. In the
middle of the night she heard a noise and waked up. The moon was
shining into the room, and it was almost as light as day. She heard
something which sounded like "Katy-did-it! Katy-did-it! Katy-did-it!"
She pulled the sheet over her head to shut out the noise; but still
she heard the singing, "Katy-did-it!"
"They mean me," said Katy. "I wish they would stop." But
they only sang the louder.
Katy could stand it no longer. She jumped out of bed and ran
into grandma's room, crying, "O grandma, grandma, Katy did it!"
Grandma jumped up, saying, "Why, child! what's the matter?"
"O grandma," sobbed Katy, "Tom did not do it; Katy did it."
"Did what?" asked grandma.
"I broke the vase," replied Katy, "and then let you think Tom did it."
Then Katy told grandma how the Katy-dids would not let her
sleep till she had told her all about it. Grandma said she hoped
Katy would never be afraid again to say "Katy did it," when she had
done wrong. I think, after that, she never was.