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Updated: July 4, 2025
On the inside of the cover of the butter tub was tacked this note: "A load of coal for winter comfort will arrive this afternoon. I couldn't bring it in the auto. John." "And see him make a joke by saying that he couldn't bring it in the auto!" said Captain Seaford, "and thus try to make light of his generosity. He doesn't blind us to his great goodness, though. He's one man of a thousand!"
They saw the big car, they dimly saw Captain Atherton, Polly, and Rose, but with startling clearness they saw the one thing on earth that they held most dear, little Sprite. She sprang from the car and ran to them, and what a greeting she received! Captain Seaford declared that it was the sunlight that made his eyes water, but gentle Mrs. Seaford made no excuse for her tear-wet lashes.
"I looked out for that," was the cheery reply, "and I wrote to tell Captain Seaford that I should call upon him to-day. I did not say that I should bring some callers with me." "Oh, what fun!" cried Polly. "Won't they be surprised?" said Rose. Uncle John turned from the road, and out onto the beach.
"Three cheers for Sprite Seaford!" shouted Rob Lindsey, forgetting that he was in school, and the teacher laughed outright. "Give them, every one of you," she cried, and they gave them with a will.
"Let me see your ticket, my dear," he said, and she blushed at her forgetfulness, and drew it from her pocket. He punched it, and then, in a gentle, fatherly way, he said: "Your father, Captain Seaford, is a firm friend of mine. He asked me to look out for you, and see that you got off the train at Avondale.
Silent as usual, Leonard nevertheless was listening with all his heart, and with parted lips and kindling eyes that gave back somewhat of his former countenance. Suddenly his face struck Mr. Seaford, and turning on him with a smile, he said, 'You should be with us yourself, you look cut out for mission work.
I have heard many caged thrushes of this kind in London, but the most remarkable instance I have met with was at the little seaside town of Seaford.
'After this statement, he proceeded, 'it appears to me little short of effrontery to offer myself for any share of the sacred labour in which your Lordship is engaged; and though it had been the wish of the best days of my youth, I should not have ventured on the thought but for the encouragement I received from Mr. Seaford, your Lordship's chaplain.
They told me it was dead that it had been dead over a year; also that many visitors to Seaford had missed its song and had called at the shop to ask about the bird. The strangest thing about its end, they said, was its suddenness.
"Including you, Sprite Seaford," said Rose, and little Sprite felt that she had never been so happy. There were merry games, and then refreshments, and then more games in which the elders joined, and when "good nights" were said, the guests turned homeward with happy hearts.
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