AN ORCHARD WEDDING
After Ladybird's letter was safely on its way to her grandmother, the
child told the Flint ladies what she had done, and Miss Priscilla decided
to await the outcome of Ladybird's communication before sending one of
her own to Mrs. Lovell.
Matters went on quietly enough at Primrose Hall. The two children got on
amiably, though by nature as far apart as the poles.
Chester came down often, and Stella had decided that her wedding should
take place the following spring.
About the middle of September the letter for which Ladybird had been
looking came. It was addressed to Miss Priscilla Flint, and was a most
businesslike proposition, to the effect that Mrs. Lovell very much
preferred her grandchild named Lavinia to the one called Ladybird, and if
the Misses Flint were willing to renounce legally all claim to Lavinia,
Mrs. Lovell would be only too glad to adopt the child and leave the
Misses Flint in undisputed possession of her other grandchild, called
Ladybird. A condition attached to this arrangement, however, was that,
since the will of the child's grandfather Flint entailed to her the title
of the Primrose estate, the Misses Flint should pay to the estate of
Lavinia Lovell such a sum of money as should represent her lawful
inheritance of Primrose Hall, or such other Flint property as the Misses
Flint might possess.
All of this arrangement found great favor in the eyes of those most
concerned, except the clause relating to the inheritance; for the Flint
ladies, although possessed of Primrose Hall and Farm, had no more money
than was sufficient to maintain their home in such manner as they deemed
appropriate.
The case was laid before Chester Humphreys, and he promised to think
about it, which, in his bright lexicon of youth, meant to discuss it with
Stella.
"You see, my dear," he said as they talked it over, "the Primrose estate
is not such a very great affair, after all, and it seems to me that as
you and I owe our happiness primarily to Ladybird, there is only one
thing to be done."
"Can you afford it?" said Stella, simply.
"I certainly can," replied Chester. "I can easily afford to buy Primrose
Hall from the Flint ladies and settle it on Ladybird. The money can go to
Lavinia, and she can return it to her grandmother Lovell. Then Ladybird
will own Primrose Hall. The aunties can stay there as long as they live,
and we'll all be happy."
"Two of us will, at any rate," said Stella, as Chester kissed her.
"Not until the two are one," he responded.
When the plan was submitted to the Flint ladies, they hesitated more than
a little. It seemed a fearful thing to have the Flint property pass into
other hands. But when those hands were Ladybird's little brown claws, it
altered the matter, and they finally agreed.
Lavinia was calmly pleased, and Ladybird was ecstatic.
"Chester," she cried, "my own sweet, darling Chester, are you really
going to do this for me?"
"I am," said Chester, "in token of my deep gratitude."
"Yes," said Ladybird, nodding her wise little head, "I know, and you
ought to be grateful. For nobody but me could ever have got Stella for
you."
"Quite so," said Chester.
"And now," said Ladybird, "since you have decided to do this, why can't
it be done at once?"
"It can," said Miss Priscilla.
"Certainly," said Chester; "the deeds can be drawn up at once."
"And can I go to London?" said Lavinia, with more amiability than she had
shown at any time since her arrival.
"You can go," said Miss Priscilla, "as soon as we can find any one to
take you. You're enough to drive any one distracted, the way you worry
and fret about going back home."
"That's what I'm talking about," cried Ladybird. "I didn't mean only to
draw up the deeds at once: I mean, why can't Chester and Stella be
married right away? What's the use of waiting?"
"Ladybird," said Miss Priscilla, sternly, "you promised me you'd stop
meddling with Stella's affairs."
"Yes, I know, aunty, and so I will after she's married. Chester can do it
then; can't you, Chester?"
"I can, indeed," said the young man, heartily.
"And you'd like to begin right away, wouldn't you?"
"I would, indeed," he replied.
"Then that's what I say," went on Ladybird. "You two get married now and
go to Europe on your wedding-trip, and you can take Lavinia over with you
and leave her at her grandmother's."
"I don't think that's at all a bad scheme," said Chester, looking at
Stella.
"Ridiculous nonsense!" replied the girl. "We're to be married next
spring. That's my ultimatum, and you can't over-rule it this time,
Ladybird!"
"Can't I?" said Ladybird. "Well, maybe I can't. But if I were you, Stella
Russell, and a beautiful young man wanted me to marry him, I wouldn't
keep him waiting a thousand years. And if I were you, Mr. Chester
Humphreys, and wanted to marry a dear, beautiful, lovely angel like
Stella, I'd just do it--that's what I'd do!"
Nothing more was said then on the subject; but the ridiculous remark of
the absurd child so affected Mr. Humphreys that that evening, alone with
his betrothed, he said a little diffidently:
"Ladybird's arguments seem to me at least worthy of consideration."
"Then let us consider them," said Stella, promptly; and before the
consideration was concluded, those two foolish young people had decided
that Ladybird's advice was wisdom, and that the only possible date for
their marriage was not later than the following month.
"Of course," said Ladybird, when told of this decision--"of course I knew
you'd do it. There isn't anything else to do; and we'll have the wedding
out in the orchard, under the apple-trees, and Lavinia and I will be
bridesmaids, and oh, it will be perfectly lovely!"
It _was_ perfectly lovely. The pretty outdoor wedding did full justice to
all the traditions of Primrose Hall in the matter of festivities.
Stella in white muslin and blue ribbons was a lovely country bride, and
Lavinia and Ladybird, in more white muslin and more blue ribbons, were
lovely country bridesmaids. Their rôles, however, were decidedly
different, for while Lavinia was quietly sweet and amiably indifferent,
Ladybird was the mainspring of the whole affair. She was more than ever
like a will-o'-the-wisp. She attended to everything, and flew here and
there with sparkling eyes and burning cheeks, in a wild state of
excitement.
"Isn't it just perfect?" she cried, tumbling into Aunt Priscilla's arms
as the carriage drove away with the bride and groom. "Now they'll go off
on their honeymoon, but they won't stay more than a fortnight. Chester
promised me that. And then they'll come back, and we'll see them again,
and then they'll go to England and take Lavinia. Of course I like
Lavinia; she's very, very nice; but she wants so much to go to England
that I can't help being glad to have her go. No, that isn't true," she
said as her aunt looked at her inquiringly; "I do like her, but I don't
want her here, and the real reason I'm glad she's going is because I want
to live here at Primrose Hall alone with you and Aunt Dorinda. Isn't that
what _you_ want, aunty?"
Miss Priscilla Flint hesitated. The child Lavinia was the daughter of her
own sister, and yet--
"Say true, aunty!" said Ladybird.
So Miss Priscilla Flint said "true."
"It _is_ what I want, dearie," she said. "They say blood is thicker than
water, but I don't know about that. If we had known Lavinia first, we
probably would have cared more for her than for you. But after you came
and twined your foolish, ridiculous little self around our old hearts, we
wanted no one else. I don't know exactly what it is myself: there must be
some reason."
"It is because I love you," said Ladybird, simply.
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Transcriber's note:
Obvious typographical errors were corrected without note.
Non-standard spellings and dialect were left unchanged.