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"Well, Rose," said Aunt Maria, "if I thought they would do that, I would tell them to have a picnic out-doors, for I don't want Wood's Alley in my dining-room. Those children are just as like their mother as they can be." "Auntie," said Johnnie, "there's a splendid boy named Jim Cutts. He's been fishing with Charlie and me. Can he come to the party?" "Jim Cutts!" echoed Mrs. MacLain with a sigh.
A colored woman, with a red and yellow turban on her head, and a blue and white checked dress on, came forward to receive the children. Their trunks were carried up stairs, and opened, and they took off their travelling dresses, and proceeded to get ready for dinner. "Aunt Chloe will help you dress," Mrs. MacLain said.
The servants all came in, and Mrs. MacLain read a chapter from John, and gave out a hymn, which everybody sang. It was the beautiful hymn, "Dear refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise, On Thee, when storms of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies." It was a great comfort to Edith to sing this, for it was one of her mamma's favorites.
She was fond of children, and since the little visitors had been there, she had often gone in with her knitting to talk and play with them. After they had heard the letter, they were dismissed by Mrs. MacLain, who had her key-basket on her arm, and was very busy with her housekeeping.
She starts Monday mornings and finishes Saturday afternoons, and then on Monday starts again. I was with her a week, and that's the way she spent the days. Perhaps she is like Mary Maclain and finds a peculiar inspiration in this fascinating task. If you were a woman I would write more about Esther's scrubbing, which is very wonderful, but you probably would not understand.
MacLain, "is my special and particular pet. I call him Luce for short. Johnnie, you may play with him as much as you like." "Come in, you angel!" the lady then exclaimed, as if to encourage somebody who was hesitating at the door. Six eyes followed hers. The angel was a huge black cat, with green eyes, that shone like emeralds.
Rose, who had been present all the while, heard her, and so did Aunt Maria, but neither said a word, till the children were out of hearing. Then Rose said, "I'm afraid I agree with little Mabel. Dear Mrs. MacLain, what made you pretend to be vexed, if you were not?" "I am not obliged to explain my actions to every one, am I, Rose?" said the lady.
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