Elsie's Motherhood by Martha Finley
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"Just as my noble, generous husband does," she said, looking up into his
face with a proud, fond smile. "Ah! and how is that?" "Like giving them a costlier and more acceptable present than ever before; thus 'heaping coals of fire upon their heads.'" "And what shall it be?" "Whatever you think they would prefer, and would not that be a pony a-piece?" "No doubt of it; and I will try to procure two worth having, before the day comes round." Talking with her little ones the next morning, Elsie told them of the near approach of the birthday of Dick and Walter, spoke of the duty of forgiveness and the return of good for evil, and asked who of them would like to make their cousins some nice present. "I should, mamma," said little Elsie. Eddie looked up into his mother's face, dropped his head, and blushing deeply muttered, "I'd rather flog them like papa and Cal did." "So would I; they're naughty boys!" cried Vi, the tears starting to her eyes at the remembrance of the panic of fear their conduct had cost herself, brothers and sister. |
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