The material of the dresses was fine, they were neatly fitting and
prettily trimmed, but rather dark in color and with high necks and long
sleeves; altogether suitable for the occasion, and far from unbecoming;
indeed, as the captain glanced at the two neat little figures, seated
one on each side of him, he felt the risings of fatherly pride in their
attractiveness of appearance.

And even exacting, discontented Lulu was well enough pleased with her
mamma's choice for her till, upon leaving the table and running out for
a moment into the street to see if the carriages were in sight, she came
upon a girl about her own age, who was to be of the company, very gayly
apparelled in thin white tarletan and pink ribbons,

"Good-morning, Sadie," said Lulu. "What a nice day for the 'squantum,'
isn't it?"

"Yes; and it's most time to start, and you're not dressed yet, are you?"
glancing a trifle scornfully from her own gay plumage to Lulu's plainer
attire.

The latter flushed hotly but made no reply. "I don't see anything of the
carriages yet," was all she said; then darting into the cottage occupied
by their family, she rushed to her trunk, and throwing it open, hastily
took from it a white muslin, coral ribbons and sash, and with headlong
speed tore off her plain colored dress and arrayed herself in them.

She would not have had time but for an unexpected delay in the arrival
of the carriage which was to convey her parents, brother and sister and
herself to the "squantum" ground.