Elsie's children by Martha Finley
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"Come, come to the window!" she cried. "It does seem as if I must be dreaming; it wasn't there before, I'm sure." "What?" asked Elsie, springing out upon the floor and hurrying after Vi to the window from which she had witnessed the burning of the schoolhouse. "There!" said Violet, pointing with her finger, "there! can you see it too?" "Oh!" exclaimed Elsie, clasping her hands in a sort of ecstasy of delight, "oh, aren't papa and mamma good? How did they ever come to think of it! and how could they get it done while they were away?" "Grandpa, Uncle Horace and Cal," suggested Vi. "Oh, aren't you glad? Aren't you glad, Elsie?" "I should think so! and the boat is ever so pretty. Let's hurry and get dressed and go down and see it closer." Rowing and sailing upon the bayou and lakelet had been the children's greatest pleasure at Viamede, their greatest regret in leaving it. Knowing this, their ever indulgent parents had prepared a pleasant surprise for them, causing a small tract of barren land on the Ion estate to be turned into an artificial lake. It was this, shining in the golden beams of the morning sun, and a beautiful boat moored to the hither shore, that had called forth from the lips of the little girls those exclamations of almost incredulous wonder and delight. "Yes; I'll ring for Dinah," cried Vi, skipping across the room and putting |
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