Christian life -- Fiction; Farm life -- Fiction; New England -- Fiction
The girls started up with exclamations of delight, for this dress
took them by surprise, and in order to get clear of her awkwardness,
Mrs. Chester kissed them both, while the bird went off in a fit of
musical enthusiasm quite astounding, hopping frantically about his
cage and throwing off gushes of song till his golden throat seemed
ready to burst with a flood of melody.
Mary Fuller stood, after the first outbreak of admiration, looking
wistfully from her benefactress to the crimson roses. Her keen sense
of the beautiful was excited.
"May I?" she said, softly bending down one of the crimson flowers.
Mrs. Chester smiled, and Mary broke off the half-open blossom.
"Please let _me_ put it in."
Again Mrs. Chester smiled, and sat down in her rocking chair, while
Mary placed the rose among the snowy folds on her bosom, and Isabel
hovered near, admiring the effect.
"Isn't she beautiful!" exclaimed Mary, gently exultant, standing back
to enjoy the contrast of the crimson leaves and the white muslin.
"Isn't she?" cried Isabel, in all the flush of her young beauty,
"Isn't she, my own, dear, pretty mother?" and she held up her arms
for an embrace.
Mary sighed very gently, for she thought of her mother.
And now four crystal lamps were lighted, two upon the mantel-piece,
and two before the looking-glass, which of course made four by
reflection, and a splendid illumination all this light made among
the roses and evergreens.
There was nothing more to arrange, so Mrs. Chester returned to her
rocking-chair. Isabel hung about her, sometimes with an arm around
her neck, sometimes playing with the folds of her dress. After a
little hesitation, Mary drew her stool to the other side and sat
there, smiling softly and with her eyes brimful of contentment, as
Mrs. Chester laid one hand kindly upon her head, while with the other
she caressed the beautiful Isabel. Thus forming a group that might
have served our inimitable Terry for a picture of Charity, Mrs.
Chester waited for her company.
And for what company was all this preparation made?
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