Elsie's Widowhood: A Sequel to Elsie's ChildrenFinley, Martha
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Elsie's Widowhood: A Sequel to Elsie's Children
Finley, Martha
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Dinsmore, Elsie (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction; Domestic fiction; Religious fiction
"And if anybody happens to indulge in an extra morning nap, what's to be
the penalty?"
"A cold and lonely breakfast, I suppose. Perhaps to wash his own dishes
besides."
"All in favor of the hours named for meals please signify it by saying
aye," said Donald.
"Aye!" from every tongue.
"Anything else, Miss Keith?" he asked.
"Just one thing more," she answered, speaking with a sudden seriousness,
and in a low, almost tremulous tone that sobered them all instantly.
She went on with an effort. "We all profess to be Christians: shall we
live together, even for the short space of two or three weeks, like
heathen or mere worldings?"
A moment's silence, then Donald said with quiet gravity, "Surely not,
Mary."
"We will not partake of the food God provides for our nourishment and
enjoyment without asking his blessing upon it, or begin or end the day
without prayer and praise, will we?" she asked.
"Oh no!" came softly from the lips of Amy and Violet, and was echoed by
the other voices.
"Then which of you, my three cousins, Don, Edward, and Charlie, will
take the lead in these acts of worship?"
A longer silence than before; then Vi turned a wistful, pleading look
upon her brother.
There was no mistaking its meaning; and his mother's parting words were
ringing in his ears.
"If no one else is willing," he said, "I will do it."
"Thank you, Edward," said Charlie, rising and grasping his hand; "but it
would be too selfish to leave you to do it alone; so I will take my
turn."
"I too," said Donald. "It should never be said of a soldier that he
refused to stand by his colors."
"Or of a follower of Christ that he was shamed of his Master's service,"
added Edward.
So it was arranged that they should take turns, day about, according to
their age.
"Five o'clock--just an hour to tea-time," Charlie said, consulting his
watch: "what shall we do with it? Amy, do you feel equal to a stroll on
the beach, with the support of my arm?"
"Thank you, it would be very nice, but I am tired enough to think it
still nicer just to lie here and look at the sea," she said. "I shall
not mind being left alone, though; so, please, all the rest of you go.
And to-morrow I shall be able to join you, I hope."
"Ah no, we won't leave you here all alone," said several voices.
"No," said Mary, "for I am going to stay with her. I am weary enough
just now to prefer resting in this easy chair to a ramble on the beach
or anywhere else; and beside, I want a chat with Amy."
"Secrets to tell, eh?" said Charlie, picking up his hat. "Good-bye,
then. Don't forget to speak well of the absent."
"Oh I am so glad to be alone with you for a little while, Mary," Amy
said, when the others had all gone. "I want to thank you for your
kindness in asking me to come here; such a blessed relief as it was!
for it seemed to me the very monotony of my life was killing me."
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