When the meal was over, all adjourned to the parlor usually occupied by them when not entertaining company. This, too, they found trimmed with evergreens, and while the children were looking about and commenting upon the taste displayed in their arrangement, the folding doors communicating with another parlor were suddenly thrown open, disclosing the grand achievement of the afternoon--the beautiful Christmas tree--tall, wide-spreading, glittering with lights and tinsel ornaments, gorgeous with gay colors, and every branch loaded down with gifts.
It was greeted with a burst of admiration and applause.
"What a beauty!" cried Rosie and Lulu, clapping their hands.
"And how large!" exclaimed Max, "three times as big as any I ever saw before."
Walter and Gracie were no less enthusiastic in their admiration. "May we go close up, mamma?" asked the latter.
"Yes, "course we may," said Walter, seizing her hand, "we"ll walk round it and look hard at the things, but not touch "em."
Older people followed the lead of the little ones, and the tree was thoroughly examined by many pairs of eyes, gazed at from every point of view, and highly extolled, before the work of despoiling it was begun.
The gifts were far too many to mention in detail. The older people seemed much pleased with some easels, brackets, and picture-frames carved for them by Max and Lulu, and with specimens of Zoe"s and Rosie"s handiwork in another line; also with some little gems of art from the pencils or brushes of Lester, Elsie, and Violet, while the children were made happy with presents suited to the years and taste of each.
Lulu was almost wild with delight over a set of pink coral, as nearly like that she had lost by her misconduct some months before, as Grandma Elsie had been able to find.
Then there was a beautiful, thoroughly furnished work-box from Mamma Vi, with "actually a gold thimble in it," to encourage her in learning to sew.
One for Gracie also exactly like it, except that Lulu"s was lined with red satin and Gracie"s with blue. Each had beside a new doll with a neat little trunk packed full of clothes made to fit it, and a box filled with pretty things to make up into doll clothes.
Max was greatly surprised and delighted by finding himself the possessor of a watch, doubly valuable to him as his father"s gift.
The gold thimbles of the little girls were also from papa.
They had a number of other presents, but these were what they valued most highly.
It took quite a good while to distribute the gifts and for each to examine and admire all his own and those of his neighbors; then Gracie, tired with excitement and the long drive of the afternoon, was ready to go to bed.
Mamma Vi went with her, as was her custom, and Max and Lulu followed. They had grown quite fond of Violet"s half-sisterly, half-motherly talks with them at the close of the day, and to her it was a source of deep joy and thankfulness that she could perceive that she was influencing them--her dear husband"s tenderly loved offspring--for good.
She warmly sympathized in their pleasure to-night, chatted with them about what they had given and received, praising highly the picture-frame and easel they had presented her--and in regard to the entries to be made in each of their diaries.
She left them in her boudoir busy with these when she returned to the parlor.
"O Max," said Lulu, "how different Mamma Vi is from Aunt Beulah."
"Humph, I should think so," said Max, "must have been made of a different kind o" dust. We weren"t so well off and happy last Christmas eve, Lu."
"No, indeed! Gracie and I wanted a Christmas tree ever so much, and begged and coaxed for one, even if it was but a wee bit of a thing; but she wouldn"t let us have it, said it was just nonsense and a wicked waste."
"Just like her," remarked Max, in a tone of mingled aversion and contempt; "but don"t let"s talk about her. I"d rather think of pleasanter subjects.
Wasn"t it splendid in papa to give me this watch?" pulling it out and gazing on it with pride and delight. "Isn"t it a beauty?"
"Yes; and I"m as glad as I can be that you have it, Max," Lulu responded affectionately. "And wasn"t it good in him to give gold thimbles to Gracie and me? I shall try very hard to learn to sew nicely, to show him I"m grateful for it and all he does for me."
"That"s right, Lu; let"s both do our best to improve all our opportunities, so that we will make his heart glad. And we can do that in another way, too."
"How?"
"By loving Mamma Vi, and being as good to her as ever we know how."
"I do mean to, for she is good and kind to us," said Lulu, in a frankly cordial tone.
"You were vexed at papa at first for marrying her," remarked Max, with a roguish look; "but just suppose he"d taken Mrs. Scrimp instead."
"O Max!" cried Lulu, her eyes flashing, "how can you talk so? You know papa would never have thought of such a thing."
"I don"t believe he would, but Ann told me once she knew Mrs. Scrimp would be glad enough to take him if he"d give her the chance. What would you have done if he had?"
"I don"t know, and it isn"t worth while to consider," replied Lulu, with a grown-up air she occasionally a.s.sumed, much to Max"s amus.e.m.e.nt. "But my writing"s done, and I"m going to bed, for I"m tired and sleepy. So good-night."
"Good-night," returned Max. "I sha"n"t be in a hurry to get to bed, for it won"t be worth while to get up early to catch other folks, as all the things have been given to-night. I almost wish they had let us wait till to-morrow morning."
Perhaps the remark was intended to throw Lulu off her guard; at all events he was at her door with a "Merry Christmas," before any one else was stirring but the servants.
Lulu was awake, too, sitting up in bed and trying, in the dim light of the early dawn, to undo a small paper parcel she had found on her pillow.
Max had opened the door and given his greeting in a subdued tone that there might be no danger of disturbing any sleeper in the vicinity.
"Oh!" cried Lulu, in a voice of suppressed eagerness, "the same to you!
Come in and see what Santa Claus has brought me."
Max stepped in, closed the door, and tiptoeing to a window, raised the blind and drew back the curtain.
"O Max, Max; just see!" cried Lulu, as he turned toward her again.
She had succeeded in her efforts, and was now holding up her hand in a way to display to advantage a very pretty gold ring.
"Yes; oh, I"m glad, Lu! And there"s something else, isn"t there?"
"Money! a good deal, isn"t it, Max?" she asked, holding out a crisp new bank-note.
"Five dollars," he answered, taking it to the light. "And I have just the same; found it on my pillow, from papa; and s"pose yours is, too. A gold pencil from Mamma Vi was there also."
"Yes; from papa," she said, examining the writing on the back of the envelope from which she had taken the note, "and the ring"s from Mamma Vi.
She always finds out just what I want. I"d rather have had a ring than almost anything else."
"There, we have waked her and Gracie, I"m afraid," said Max, in a tone of self-reproach, as the voices of the two were heard coming from the next room.
"Merry Christmas, Max and Lulu," both called out in cheery tones, and the greeting was returned with added thanks to Violet for her gifts.
"I have some, too," Gracie said; "a lovely picture-book and two kinds of money. I think I"m the richest."
She had received a one-dollar bill, crisp and new like the others, and a quarter eagle in gold, and could not be convinced that the two did not amount to more than Max"s or Lulu"s five-dollar note.
The other members of the family had fared quite as well. The children had a very merry day; the older people were quietly happy.
There were fresh flowers on the graves in the family burial-ground, even the dead had not been forgotten. Elsie Travilla had been early bending over the lowly mound that covered all that was mortal of her heart"s best earthly treasure, and though the sweet face was calm and serene as was its wont, bearing no traces of tears, the cheery words and bright smile came readily in sympathy with the mirth of the younger ones; her father and older children, noting the occasional far-off look in the soft brown eyes, knew that her thoughts were ever and anon with the husband of her youth.