Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Motherless families -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
"Yes; it's all over," answered little Diana. She leaned against the
wall. "I's a bit giddy," she said; "but I'll be all wight by and by."
Aunt Sarah, with tears in her eyes, brought the child a restorative.
"Drink this, little love," she said; "you'll soon be much better, I'm
sure."
The curtain had fallen on the first half of the performance, and Uncle
Ben came up in a huge good humor.
"Missy, I hope you aint hurt," he said.
"Hurt?" answered Diana. "What do a fall matter? I's as wight as wain.
Didn't Orion do well, Uncle Ben?"
"Yes, all things considerin'," said Uncle Ben. "We has a full house,
missy, and I'm very much obliged to you. Now you had best go straight
to bed. Sarah, take the kids off and give them a good supper, for they
has earned it."
Aunt Sarah took Diana's hand and led her to their bedroom.
"But aren't we going away now?" said Orion.
Aunt Sarah sat down at the foot of one of the beds with a white face.
"Come to me, little missy," she said to Diana.
The child went to her.
"I's k'ite well," she said, "only a little giddy. Why, Aunt Sawah,
you's kying."
"I thought you were dead for a minute, my little miss; you that is the
image of my Rachel, what the good God took from me. I thought you were
dead, and it 'most broke my 'eart--oh, little missy, little darlin'!"
"But, Diana, aren't we going away?" Said Orion. "You promised, and you
never broke your word."
"I pwomised, and I never break my word," said Diana. "Yes, Orion, yes;
we is going away."
"I declare," said Aunt Sarah, "I believe it would be the right thing
to do. It would kill me if you was killed, missy--and them 'orses!"
"They is darlin's," interrupted Diana.
"Well, go to sleep now, and I'll fetch some supper," said Aunt Sarah.
She shut the door behind the children, returning in a few minutes with
bowls of bread and milk. Diana sat listlessly down on the nearest
bench.
"I's awfu' s'eepy," she said.
She did not quite know what was the matter with her; it seemed as if
something had suddenly knocked all her spirit away. She did not know
herself without the brave spirit which God had put into her little
breast. Orion gazed at her anxiously.
"You do look queer," he said; "your eyes are bigger than ever, and
they stare so. What's the matter, Di?"
"Nothing," said Diana.
"Aren't you going to eat your supper?"
"I's wather sick," said Diana; "I don't want to eat. You had best eat
all you can, Orion."
"Yes, I had best," answered Orion, "'cos I won't have strength to run
away if I hasn't plenty of food."
He began to eat up his own basin of bread and milk, and, as it was not
too large, he thought he might attack Diana's also; then he gave her
an anxious glance. She was sitting strangely still, her hands lying
idly in her lap, her eyes staring straight at the opposite wall.
"'Member we is going away, and that you promised," he said. "Isn't it
time for us to be off?"
"Yes, Orion," she answered.
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