1. Cut the hole to make a small square, clip corners, turn edges back and baste.
2. Cut piece of goods three-quarters of an inch larger, on each side, than the hole thus formed, being careful to match figures of material. Clip corners off this piece and turn goods back on right side one-quarter of an inch, and crease.
3. Pin and baste this under the hole, matching figures carefully, and hem down, on right side and wrong side. Remove bastings.
NOTE.―Or a piece of goods may be cut one-quarter of an inch larger than the hole on each side and edges turned back one-quarter of an inch. Overhand each edge of the patch to each edge of the hole.
This is done in the same way as the hemmed patch on gingham, except that the edges are not turned in, but are catch-stitched down on both right and wrong side, as shown in picture.
Use a piece of muslin three inches by six inches for practice.
1. Fold it and baste edges. Thread a large needle with the red cotton, as used in former lessons.
Draw or trace a figure like drawing shown on page 273.
2. From underside of muslin, enter needle at _a_; pull through; point downward at _b_, upward at _c_, downward at _d_, upward at _e_, downward at _f_.
3. On wrong side, bring needle to the center _g_, at the crossing of the long stitches, and pull through to right side.
4. Holding muslin in left hand, point the threaded eye of the needle toward you, under the thread _ge_; pull through; under _gd_, and _ga_, under _gf_, and continue until web is formed. Fasten in usual manner.
MARY FRANCES came into her mother’s room on the evening of the day they all reached home.
“Oh, Mother, I have the loveliest surprise for you! Please shut your eyes and don’t peep. It will take me some time to get it ready.”
[Illustration: “Oh, Mother, I have the loveliest surprise for you!”]
“Yes, dear,” smiled her mother, “but I’m very anxious to see!”
Mary Frances unlocked Mary Marie’s trunk, and spread all the contents out on the bed.
“I’ll be back in one minute. Don’t you peep, Mother, dear!” she begged as she ran out of the room.
She brought back Mary Marie, dressed in her party dress and summer hat, and sat her up on the pillow.
“Now,” she cried, kissing her mother, “now, you may look, Mother, dear!”