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Christmas with Grandma Elsie by Martha Finley
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"Yes; in my fifteenth year; almost a woman, as grandpa tells me
sometimes--when he wants to make me ashamed of not being wiser and
better I suppose," returned Rosie with a laugh, closing the casket and
returning it to the drawer, just as Betty, the little maid, showed her
black face and woolly head at the half open door with the announcement,
"Dinnah's ready, Miss Rosie; an' all de folks gwine into de dinnin'
room."

"Very well; we're not sorry to hear it, are we girls? Let us pair off
and go down at once to secure our fair share," said Rosie gaily.
"There's just an even number of us--Maud and Lora, Lulu and Eva, Grace
and Rosie Lacey, Sydney and I. We're to have a table to ourselves; I
asked mamma if we might, and she gave consent."

"I like that," remarked Sydney with satisfaction; "we can have our own
fun and eat what we please without anybody to trouble us with
suggestions that perhaps such and such articles of food may not agree
with us."

"But we'll be in the same room with the older folks and they can
overlook us if they see fit," said Rosie.

"And I'd rather have papa to tell me what to eat," said Grace.

They were hurrying down the stairs as they talked and reached the
dining room just in time to take their places before the blessing was
asked--by Mr. Dinsmore at the larger table.

It was a grand dinner of many courses, and a good deal of time,
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