What Katy Did by Aunt Fanny

"Katy-did-it! Katy-did-it!" sang the katy-dids in the trees. Who was Katy, and what did she do, that all night long the insects sang about her?

Who was Katy? Why, a pretty little girl, six years old. Such a merry little girl that every one loved her. Katy had come out to stay with Grandma Lee. Mamma's sister was very sick, and mamma had gone to nurse her. Papa sent Katy and little Tom, with 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 pretty vase!"

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.