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Updated: June 16, 2025
Miss Dinah had come up from the village, and her ebony suitor was expected. With that and their delight at Miss Elsie's improvement, the whole staff was in excellent spirits. "It's one ob dem 'casions," said Dolf, "when we ort ter do somethin' a little out ob de common run what do yer say, Miss Clorindy?"
"I suppose you are very happy now that your papa has come home at last?" she said, looking searchingly into Elsie's face. "I remember you used to be looking forward so to his return; constantly talking of it and longing for it."
Francis did not find Elsie's sad views of life at all overdrawn, and he pointed out both to her and to Jane many fine passages, and what he considered to be pretty images.
Dinsmore's brother, Richard Allison, who, my readers may remember, had married Elsie's old friend, Lottie King, shortly after the close of the war of the rebellion, had taken up his abode in Lansdale years ago. Both he and his sister May's husband, Harry Duncan, had prospered greatly.
College coquettes must have lovers, and Ted Holiday would not have been himself if there had not been a pretty sweetheart on hand. By this time Ted had far outdistanced the other claimants for Elsie's favor. But the victory had come high. His bank account was again sadly humble in porportions and his bills at Berry's and at the candy shops were things not to be looked into too closely.
Sophy, come here!" she called, and again the door opened and the owner of the blue eyes and flaxen ringlets a little girl about Elsie's age, came in, and moved slowly towards them, looking at the stranger in her sister's lap with a mingled expression of fun, curiosity, and bashfulness. "Come, Sophy, this is Elsie Dinsmore, whom you have so often wished to see," said Rose.
He was the "doctor" and had been called to attend Muriel Elsie, Sister's best and largest doll. The children had started this new game one day. "Oh, Doctor!" fluttered Sister, much worried. "Can't you give her something?" The doctor sat down on the window-seat and considered. "You ate all the peppermints up," he told Muriel Elsie's "mother." Then he went on: "And Louise hid the box of chocolates.
"She needs a trouncing, if ever a child did," and with that she and her friend resumed their shopping. The cloud had vanished from Elsie's face, and all was serene again. Her mother seemed somewhat ashamed of her little girl's bad manners, as was shown by her apologetic air when she observed to the trimmer that Elsie was as queer a child as ever lived.
Your father could spare you, having several other daughters; I have but one, and can't spare her. Elsie's mother was not older when I married her, it is true, than Elsie is now, but was much more mature, and had neither the happy home nor the doting father her daughter has.
The old Doctor did not keep people waiting in dread suspense, while he stayed talking about the case, the patient all the time thinking that he and the friends are discussing some alarming symptom or formidable operation which he himself is by-and-by to hear of. He was in Elsie's room almost before she knew he was in the house.
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