Transcriber's note: Unusual and inconsistent spelling is as printed.
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Lily's Birthday.
BY
AUNT HATTIE
_[MADELINE LESLIE]_
AUTHOR OF THE "BROOKSIDE SERIES," ETC.
_"Be kindly affectioned one to another."—PAUL_
BOSTON:
PUBLISHED BY GRAVES & YOUNG
24 CORNHILL.
Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by
REV. A. R. BAKER,
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the District of
Massachusetts.
ROCKWELL & ROLLINS, STEREOTYPERS,
122 Washington Street.
To
NELLIE, ROLAND COTTON, ANNIE, AND FULLER APPLETON,
CHILDREN OF MY BELOVED NEPHEW,
THE REV. JOHN COTTON SMITH, D.D.,
THESE SMALL VOLUMES ARE AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED,
WITH THE EARNEST PRAYER
THAT THEIR LIVES MAY PROVE THEM TO BE LAMBS IN THE FOLD
OF THE GREAT AND GOOD
_Shepherd of Israel._
CONTENTS.
CHAPTER I. THE BIRTHDAY
CHAPTER II. LILY'S CITY HOME
CHAPTER III. THE TEA-PARTY
CHAPTER IV. MAMMA'S DRIVE
CHAPTER V. LILY'S COUSIN STUART
CHAPTER VI. COUSIN STUART'S STORY
CHAPTER VII. BILLY'S CLEAN FACE
CHAPTER VIII. THE AUGUST TREE
LILY'S BIRTHDAY.
CHAPTER I.
THE BIRTHDAY.
IT was cold weather; but the day was bright and beautiful. Baby Lily in
her warm bed rubbed her eyes, and tried to wake herself up. She knew
something pleasant was going to happen; but for a minute or two she
couldn't recollect what it was, and lay digging into her sleepy eyes
with her tiny, dimpled hand, when a soft voice across the chamber,
whispered—
"Baby Lily! Baby Lily! Wake up! Wake up! It's your birthday!"
"Oh, yes, Helen!" cried the child, starting up. "So it is!"
Helen rose from her couch and, walking softly across the chamber,
kissed her sister four times.
"Aren't you glad, you little darling, that the day has come; and wont
we have a splendid time at your birthday party?"
Baby Lily's eyes sparkled,—I wish you could have seen them,—and her
cheeks grew such a pretty pink, you would have thought the roses had
been kissing them. It was still very early; but Lily was impatient for
the pleasures of the day to begin; so she slipped down the side of the
bed, saying,—
"Sarah! Sarah! Can't I go downstairs? I want to. Oh, I'm so glad my
birthday has come!"
"I'm afraid you'll wake baby brother, pet."
"Oh," exclaimed Helen, "I heard him cooing long ago."
So Sarah reached from the chair at the side of the bed a pair of
stockings, and oh, such tiny shoes! And, having arrayed her little
charge in them, sent her down to the nursery to be dressed, while she
herself took another nap.
Helen caught up her clothes and pattered down after her sister.
I suppose if you had caught a glimpse of Helen in her long white
nightdress, and her curls floating like a veil about her, you would
have thought her smiles were on account of the expected party; but they
were not. They were always there. Indeed, I can't imagine how her mouth
would have looked without smiles. It was just like a fresh sunbeam to
see her come dancing into the room.
The nursery was very warm and pleasant, for there was a bright fire
crackling and blazing away in the grate, as if it knew that this was a
birthday, and meant to help celebrate it.
Margery sat in a low chair before the fire with Master Berty, a stout
urchin of six months, springing and jumping in her arms.
Both Helen and Lily made their first addresses to the family pet,
who cooed out his welcome in the very sweetest tones you ever heard.
Certainly his little sisters thought no music was ever half so sweet.
And there they stood bowing and catchooing, and laughing, while baby,
every time Helen came near enough, would make a dive at her curls. It
would have done you good to have seen them.
All this while Margery was laughing and enjoying the fun; but now, she
tried to hurry them with their dressing.
"Come, Miss Helen," she urged, "if you play with baby any longer,
you'll never be in season for breakfast. Baby Lily, bring me your
skirt, and let me fasten it."
In one minute there was a dreadful scream. Margery tried to button the
waist with her arm around the baby, when he gave a sudden spring, and
over he went on to the rug, making a dreadful bump on his forehead, and
cheek.
Poor Margery had scarcely time to catch him up before mamma rushed from
the chamber adjoining, and grandma from her room, frightened almost out
of their senses, for fear he had fallen into the fire.
Baby cried dreadfully, and held his breath; and all the while the bump
was growing larger and more red, until at last he was so tired he was
glad to lay his poor aching head on his mamma's shoulder to rest. But
even here, he couldn't forget, and turned his red, swollen eyes from
one to another, with such an expression, that they pitied him very,
very much.
Little Lily forgot that it was her birthday, and her eyes were full of
tears; and her lip quivered so that she could scarcely speak.
Surely I don't know who dressed the children, for everybody was so
confused by the sad accident, and so sorry for Master Berty, that they
could think of nothing else; so the sun went on rising higher and
higher, until he could peep into the nursery windows; and then Helen
laughed softly as she said,—
"O Lily! Aren't you glad it's going to be a pleasant day?"
In a few minutes the room was all quiet; for mamma, who was still weak
from her recent illness, had gone back to bed, and papa was trying
to obey the doctor's directions, and get all the rest he could. The
children were very happy when baby so far forgot his trouble that he
could play again. Helen let him pull her curls, exclaiming, "So you
shall, darling; you shall pull Helen as much as you want to."
He had just got his little fingers nicely tangled in the closely
curling locks, and was cooing out his delight, when there was another
surprise; but this time it was a pleasant one, for the door softly
opened, and there stood Aunt Hatty.
Helen flew to meet her, followed by Russell, who asked,—
"Where's Frankie,—hasn't he come?"
And then Frankie, who had been hiding behind the door, burst in, and
was as warmly welcomed as his mother had been.
The new comers had been travelling all night, and were very tired; but
they dearly loved these friends, and they were both glad that they had
come in season for the birthday party.