Elsie's Motherhood by Martha Finley
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Adelaide flashed an indignant look after her, and hurried out to meet and welcome the callers. Mr. Travilla had alighted and was coming up the steps of the veranda. "How d'ye do. I'm _very_ glad to see you," cried Adelaide, extending her hand, "but where is Elsie?" "Left at home for once," he answered gayly, "but I come this morning merely as her ladyship's messenger." "But won't you come in; you and the children?" "Thanks, no, if you will permit me just to deliver my message and go; for I am in haste." Mrs. Allison accepted the invitation for herself and children with evident pleasure, engaged that her sisters would do the same; then went to the carriage window for a moment's chat with the little ones, each of whom held a large place in her warm heart. "Aunt Addie," said Elsie in an undertone, "mamma's going to wear her wedding dress to-night, veil and all." "Is she? why that's an excellent idea. But don't tell it anywhere else that you go; it will be such a nice surprise to the rest if we can keep it a secret." "That was a good suggestion of Aunt Addie's," Mr. Travilla remarked as they drove down the avenue. "Suppose we carry it out. How many of you can refrain from telling what mamma is to wear to-night? how many can I |
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