Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Dinsmore, Elsie (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction; Marriage -- Juvenile fiction
"He hardly considers them young ladies yet, Mamma Vi," laughed Lulu.
"And I am sure I don't want him to, for I dearly love to have him call
me his own little girl," she concluded, with a look of ardent filial
love and respect into her father's eyes. "I hope he will let me always
be that to him."
"Always, while you wish it, daughter mine," he responded in low, tender
tones, affectionately pressing the hand she had laid in his. "Now go,
array yourself in your finery, and we will follow in a few moments," he
added in a little louder key, and she hastened to obey.
"Oh, mamma!" cried Elsie, who had drawn near enough to overhear nearly
all that had been said, "mayn't I try my wedding dress on, too? You know
it is almost finished--all but sewing on a few buttons, Alma said a
while ago."
"I have no objection," said Violet, rising. "Come, and I will help you
put it on."
"Your wedding dress, Elsie? you are not old enough to get married,"
laughed Ned. "Is she, papa?"
"No, indeed! very far from it," the captain said. "Even her older
sisters are much too young for that; but they seem to so have named
their new gowns because of having had them made expressly to be worn at
the wedding."
"Yes, sir; I suppose that is what they mean. Aunt Rosie's will be the
only real wedding dress, and I heard mamma say it was very handsome
indeed. And I like my new suit you bought me to wear to the wedding; and
your new one, too."
"I am glad you are satisfied," his father said. "The dress of the ladies
will be noticed much more than yours or mine, but it is only right that
men and boys should take pains to be neatly and suitably attired. Now I
think we may follow your mother and sisters and see what they have to
show us."
The dresses were pronounced by all beautiful, perfect in regard to fit,
trimming, and suitability to the occasion on which they were to be worn;
very becoming, also, the captain remarked in an aside to his wife; a
remark to which she gave a hearty and unqualified assent.
"We'll wear these dresses to Ion to-night, won't we, mamma?" asked
Elsie.
"Oh, no, child!" replied Violet; "the rehearsal will be gone through
with in ordinary attire, and these grand dresses kept perfectly fresh
for the wedding. Come, now, we must make haste with the change, for the
tea bell will ring presently. It is well you took a good nap this
afternoon, for I fear you are likely to be kept up late."
"Probably a little later than usual," said their father, "though, as
to-morrow is to be so exciting a day, I intend to bring you all home in
pretty good season; that you may be able to take such a night's rest as
will give you the needed strength to go through the trying ordeal."
"There, papa," laughed Grace, "you talk as if we were all going to be
married."
"Dear me, but I am glad we are not!" exclaimed Lucilla, "and that I am
not the one that is."
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