ONLY THE BEGINNING.
"No Beth, I jes' doesn't know _what_ we's going to do 'bout it, so I
doesn't." Berta seated herself on the lowest of the front steps, and
with her dimpled elbows propped on her knees and her dimpled chin in
her hands, stared straight ahead of her, winking very hard. "They
isn't nennybody to play with nenny more, not ever, ever at all."
"Not ever, ever at all," came Beth's mournful echo; and all her winking
could not keep back two big tears, which trickled down her fair little
face.
Mary, with her books under her arm, was just turning the corner of the
porch. She stopped and stared at the two on the steps. Then, "'Dear,
dear, what can the matter be,'" she sang; and seating herself between
them, she put an arm around each.
"They----they isn't nennybody to play with, and we can't have nenny
fun, not ever, ever, nenny more at all." Berta gulped hard and winked
faster than ever.
"No one to play with! No more fun! Why, haven't you each other? If
you only knew it, you are the luckiest little girls in the world. When
I was little like you, I would have given all my beautiful picture
books and dolls and other toys for a little sister to play with, no
matter how old she was. And here you are exactly the same age. And
then what about me, I should like to know? Just because I have to go
to school for a while every day, aren't you going to play with me any
more? and Wilhelmina? and what about all those nice little girls you
saw in the Kindergarten yesterday? Why, you just make me laugh when
you say such things. Our good times are just beginning, twinnies;
don't you know that?"
"But----but, Mary, we----we like Dick and Jack to stay at our house
ev'y single time, so we do, and----and now they's gone home with Aunt
Etta, and----and----"
"Of course, Beth, we are all sorry that they couldn't stay longer; but
how do you think Uncle Phil and the other boys have been getting along
without Aunt Etta? You wouldn't like it so very well if Mother should
go away and take me and leave you and Father and Uncle Frank here all
alone, would you?"
"N----no, Mary, but----"
"But jes' Dick and Jack could stay, Mary. Uncle Phil and Aunt Etta has
so many chilluns--_nine whole chilluns_, you know; and they's only
three in our fambly."
"But with Phil and Harry and Wilhelmina away at school, I am sure they
feel that they can't spare any more. Aunt Etta will bring Dick and
Jack to visit us again some time, and then we shall try to keep them
longer. We ought to be glad that we have Wilhelmina. Here she comes
now with Father."
"But where's Mother, Mary, where's Mother?" There was real fright in
the little ones' voices.
"Mother and Uncle have gone into the city to put Aunt Etta and the boys
on the train that will take them to Georgia. Father and Wilhelmina
went with them only as far as the station in the village, you know,
because she had to be back in time for school."
"Well, _my_ good times are over, and I'll have to knuckle down to work
now." Wilhelmina sighed deeply as she dropped on the step beside the
three.
"That's jes' 'zactly what we thinked, too, Willy-mean; but Mary says
the good times are jes' beginning; so you is making a 'stake, a most
drefful 'stake, you see."
"So I am, Beth. The very idea for me to be growling when I ought to be
so thankful that you are living out here instead of in the city, and
that I shall come in on ever so many of the good times you are going to
have."
"It is a quarter to, Wilhelmina. I looked everywhere for your books,
but couldn't find them."
"I had to hide them from Jack. He was bound that he would tear a
picture of some soldiers out of my history. Wait for me." Wilhelmina
bounded up the steps and ran into the house.
"Fluff and Muff and Puffy-buff were making a great fuss when I went to
look for you on the back porch. Have they had any breakfast to-day?
and King Cole and all our other pets? I won't have time to help you
take care of them in the morning, because I have to practice a half
hour before I leave for school."
"We's going to ask Liza for some nice milk for the kitties and for a
big plate of crumbs for the peacocks and ev'ything this very 'zact
instinct." And hand in hand, the twins hippity-hopped along the walk
leading around to the kitchen.
Mary went slowly across the lawn, stopping at the little gate to wait
for Wilhelmina. She turned and looked back over the beautiful grounds
of her new home, and her eyes rested lovingly on her father on the
front porch, then on her little sisters busily feeding their pets. She
thought of the wonderful change which had come into her life since the
first day of school a year ago. Then, returning from her visit to
Wilhelmina's home, she had believed that she would never again see her
dear ones in this life. Now, her heart beat high with the hope that
they would be spared for many, many years to a peaceful, happy home
life at beautiful Bird-a-Lea.