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Updated: June 9, 2025
Several weeks after leaving Dunback I reached Auckland, and received amongst other letters one from Lizzie Maynard in answer to mine. Mr Kitchener had also written, saying what nice girls my friends the Maynards must be, and how kindly they had written to his excellent little housekeeper, sending her welcome gifts, and saying that her place had never been filled in their hearts, and so forth.
"So you take them to him, and give him Christmas greetings from us. And now we must go, and you can begin at once to make ready your feast." "Oh, yes, ma'am. And may all Christmas blessing's light on you and yours." "Merry Christmas!" cried all the Maynards as they trooped out, and the good wish was echoed by the happy Simpsons.
"No," said Cousin Ethel, laughing; "and I don't think Atlantic City is so very far. We could go there to-day, stay over to-morrow, and back to Seacote the day after. What do you think, Jack?" "I think your plan is great! And I'm more than ready to carry it out, if these Maynards of ours agree to it." "I'd like it," declared Marjorie. "I've never been to Atlantic City."
It was no time then for questions or comments, and Uncle Steve simply issued commands. "Molly," he said, "you scamper home as fast as you can fly! We have enough to attend to with our own brood. Scoot, now, and don't stop until you reach your own kitchen fire, and tell your mother what has happened. As for you Maynards, you fly to Grandma's kitchen, and see what Eliza can do for you."
If you had got mad about it, we wouldn't touch a stick to take it back, would we, fellows?" "Nope," said the other two, and the Maynards could see at once that Tom was the captain and ringleader of the trio. "Well," said King, judicially, "if you hadn't been the sort you are, I should have got mad. But I guess you're all right, and so you may take it back. But we don't help you do it, see?
Miss Hart opened her box next, and found a heart-shaped filigree gold brooch of great beauty. The Maynards had sent her this, not only as a valentine, but as a token of gratitude for her kindness to Marjorie. These verses were written on a fancy card: "Hearts to Miss Hart So I bring you a heart. Your name is fine For a Valentine.
However, the Maynards' enjoyment of their favorite dainty was not seriously marred by the conditions, and when at last they laid down their spoons, Marjorie suddenly realized that she had no money with her to pay for their treat. "Have you any money, King?" she asked. "Not a cent; I never dreamed of having any occasion to use it, and I didn't bring any with me."
But at last the tea hour was over and the Maynards discovered that virtue is sometimes rewarded. "You are most pleasant and amiable children," said Grandma Maynard, looking judicially at the quartet, "and you certainly have very good manners. I'm glad to see, Ed, that you have brought them up to be quiet and sedate. I detest noisy children."
It would have been such fun, for she does so disapprove of all of us; thinks us a little flock of silly geese. Well, we are, I guess, but wasn't she one herself once? She has a pretty hard time even now making life interesting for herself out here, anyhow. "Yesterday we motored down to Menlo and dropped in at the Maynards.
They were following the Maynards' big car, and soon both cars stopped and all alighted and went into a beautiful hotel called "Holly-in-the-Woods." "Oh, how lovely!" whispered Marjorie to Kitty, as she squeezed her sister's arm. "Isn't this fun, Kit?" "I should say so!" returned Kitty. "The best Ourday ever!"
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