THE TEA-PARTY.
"PUT the waiter that side," said Sarah. "Lily must sit there, and pour
out the tea, because it's her birthday."
Russell was watching the untying of the parcels Aunt Mary had brought,
and clapped his hands when he saw the nice light cakes and the
cream-colored candy.
Sarah well understood how to prevent unkindness between the children,
and so she superintended the distribution of the feast, while the
little girl sat in state behind the tiny tray, mixing sugar, cream, and
water in the pretty cups.
At last every one was served; and then what pleasant talk, what shouts
of mirth, what merry peals of laughter echoed through the room! Mamma,
grandma, Aunt Mary, and Aunt Hatty laughed, and enjoyed the feast
almost as well as the children did. Mammas always do enjoy their
children's sports, when the little ones are generous, kind, and loving,
as these children were.
I wish I were an artist, and could paint the scene as it occurred. I
think you would say, as Aunt Hatty did, that there never were brighter,
happier faces than surrounded that little table; and there never were
friends more sympathizing than those who witnessed the joy of the merry
party.
"Sarah," called out Russell at last, "Rose has eaten all her cake. May
I give her some of mine?"
"There is plenty more. Why don't you eat your own? Here, Rose, pass me
your plate. Helen, what are you and Ida laughing about? Don't you want
another piece of cake, Lily?"
Every plate was held up now to be refilled; and then baby Lily had as
much as she could do to pour coffee, as she called it, for all her
guests. She looked very serious as she set about her task, putting in a
little more sugar, a little more milk; then stirring and tasting, to be
sure it was right; while Helen and Ida, as the oldest of the company,
tried hard to look sober, too, so as not to confuse the anxious miss.
"Hurrah! We've done!" shouted Russell, rising and clapping his hands.
"Now let's have some fun!"
"Oh, look at baby?" exclaimed Helen. "See how he wants to play, too.
Oh, I wish he had sat at the table with us!"
"I rather think he would have wanted all the cups," said mamma,
smiling. "You know he has never been into society, and would not
understand how to conduct with propriety at dinner-parties."
"Isn't he a darling?" asked Helen, as baby shouted, and cooed his
delight at having her near him.
"I think babies are splendid," rejoined Frankie, coming forward for a
share of notice from the pet.
"They are household angels," murmured Aunt Hatty, softly.
Presently there was a great shout of laughter, in the midst of which
Russell walked into the room, bowing. "This is the bride of the
church," he said, introducing his sister, whom he had arrayed in a
long, white skirt. "I hope you will excuse the black on her dress,
because her husband has just died."
Baby Lily walked forward with great dignity, bowing and smiling, while
her brother, who had once more disappeared, soon returned, and made
every one shout again, as he promenaded the room dressed in a black
gown, and gave out notice of a service in the church in the evening.
At last the door-bell rung, and Pat sent up word that the carriage was
ready to take Aunt Mary and the children home.
"How quick the morning has gone!" exclaimed Ida. "I thought we should
have a good deal longer to stay."
"So I did," said Rose, shaking back her heavy curls, and getting ready
to go.
Aunt Mary hurried to array her young charge for the ride, Helen and
Frank helping to find hats, furs, and gloves.
Lily, as directed by mamma, sent her thanks to Aunt Josephine for
letting her cousins come, and for the present of cake, and then the
good-by kisses were given, Russell shouting after them as they went
downstairs,—
"Haven't we had nice fun?"
"And not one word of unkindness or quarrelling. That is the reason
you have all enjoyed yourselves so thoroughly," suggested Aunt Hatty,
kissing the merry boy.