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I promised him I'd see him in heaven one day, and he'll be waiting for us there, waiting there for all of us, you, and Lisita, and Rosa, and Catalina, and everybody. Oh, please, please let me pray!" And Paula put her head on my father's shoulder and sobbed as if her heart would break. "Oh, let her pray, father," implored Rosa in a low voice. "She is so young, she'll soon forget."
"That's well answered, Lisita! And the same Lord Jesus would do the like for you. Let me ask you something. Do you not find me changed since since I began to pray to Him?" "Yes, Teresa." "In what way have you noticed the change?" "Well, for one thing wash-day doesn't make you irritable, as it used to do," I said. "That's something, now isn't it?
I said, rather wickedly, as I saw that Paula was having trouble to muster up her courage. "I don't know what's the matter with me; I can't seem to do it." In a sudden spirit of mischief I suddenly ran to the door and gave it three tremendous knocks, and then ran into the far comer of the hall. "Oh, Lisita, how could you," cried poor dismayed Paula.
This attitude on his part I put down as discontent because Paula wasn't a boy, so I kept repeating, "Paula's the same as me!" "For mercy's sake, will you keep quiet, Lisita? Besides you have your grammar twisted as usual. It doesn't surprise me in the least that you're always at the foot of the class, if that's the way you study."
What would I do without my little Gabriel?" she said, as she playfully pulled the little boy's hair. "And I," said Gabriel, "What would I do without you? In fact, what would everybody do around this whole court without you? Wasn't it you who " "There, that will do," said Mlle. Virtud. "You mustn't tell all the family secrets. We are here in this world to help others; are we not, Lisita?"
Her eyes were closed, and her face so pale that I believed her already dead, but my father made signs to us to draw a little nearer and putting his hand over the forehead of my poor sister, he called to her gently, in a voice that betrayed great anguish. "Catalina, Lisita and Paula have come to visit you. Would you not like to embrace them?"
"Who can this be for?" "Oh, that's for Lisita." "For me," I cried, jubilantly, "oh, Paula! So you remembered that I have just lost my thimble." "Two pencils," announced my father, undoing another small paper package. "One of them is for Rosa and the other is for Louis," said Paula simply. "My poor dear child," exclaimed Rosa. "What on earth are we going to do with you!
For them it was of course a time of triumph but for me! oh, with what shame I presented my report card. My grandmother read it. "Lisita Dumas last place!" and I hid my face in my hands. "Come, come," grandma said, "don't cry. Try to do better next time." My cousins were not quite so charitable as they passed my poor card from hand to hand.
It really does me good to see her cry. I never dreamed that Lisita had any heart at all. But I see now that it has been all my fault. If I had only been a bit better-tempered with her, she would have shown me a little more affection. Rosa, give me a little water, please." And Rosa placed a teaspoonful of water between the lips of our poor sister. "Are you quite bad, my daughter?" asked my father.
"I think," said my father slowly in a low voice as if talking to himself, "I think you" and he paused a moment "What would you say if you were to go to church with Celestina on Sundays?" "Oh, dear uncle, could I really go?" Paula jumped to her feet excitedly. "Yes, I think I'll let you go and" again he hesitated a bit "if Teresa, Rosa and Lisita wish to, they may go along too."
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