"Did she make your wedding dress?" asked Peace eagerly. "What is it like? And are you going to have a veil?"
Miss Wayne hesitated. "Well, I had thought some of being married in my uniform--"
"Uniform!" Peace interrupted in keen disappointment. "Just your old white dress and cap and ap.r.o.n? Why?"
"Because I am to be married here at the hospital."
"But--but--that won"t be pretty. What will the doctor do for a uniform,--so"s folks will know he is a doctor, I mean? Will he wear his automobile gloves and lug his medicine v"lise?" Peace inquired.
Miss Wayne drew her breath in sharply, unable to decide whether the child in her lap was sarcastic or in earnest. But before she could make reply, Peace continued, "Everyone knows what you look like in your nurse"s uniform, but we"ve none of us seen you in a sure-enough wedding dress. You"d look lovely in one, I know, even if you are fat--I mean plump. I don"t see why you are so stuck on being married in a white cap and ap.r.o.n."
"Well, as to that, I only thought it might be more appropriate. Some of the nurses hinted--"
"O, yes, that sounds like that Swift person"s plan; but _I_ don"t think it is at all nice. How does Dr. Race like it?"
"O, I haven"t told him yet. In fact, I really haven"t fully decided. I have mother"s wedding dress. Sister Lucy and my cousin Dell were married in it, and perhaps I--"
"O, do!" shrieked Peace enraptured. "Those long-ago wedding dresses are always so homely and cute. I just love "em. Grandma still has hers, and she said she hoped some of us would want to wear it when we marry, but I guess she didn"t "xpect any of us would be ready for it quite so soon.
She was awfully "stonished when Dr. d.i.c.k wrote that he wanted Gail. I wish she was going to be married when you are. Then we could have a double wedding. I"ve always wanted to see one of those things."
Miss Wayne smiled at the child"s ingenious plans, but said seriously, "Well, if I am to be married in a satin gown and lace veil, we must do things up properly all around. I"ll have Gail for one of my bridesmaids, and you must be my flower girl."
"O," gasped Peace, breathless with delight. "Wouldn"t that be grand! But I can"t, Miss Wayne. A limpy flower girl would be dreadful. Let Essie Martin be flower girl, and I"ll whistle for you to march up by. How will that do?" She looked up eagerly at the face above her, but Miss Wayne had not heard her question.
"Essie Martin!" said the woman in grave wonder. "What do you know about Essie Martin?"
"She is here--"
"Where?"
"Upstairs in Miss Blake"s ward."
"Since when? How did she get here? Is she very sick? How did you know her and why didn"t you tell me before?"
"I hain"t seen you myself since I found out that Essie was here." Peace suddenly remembered her grievance against her beloved friend. "You haven"t been up once for _weeks_. I"ve seen you only from my window when you were riding with Dr. Race. Essie has got appendicitis, but it"s cut out now and she is almost well enough to go home,--that is, to Aunt Pen, for her father is going to give her away. She still has her doll, and it is named "Helen" after you, and her mother is dead, and she would be awfully pleased to be flower girl at your wedding, "cause she likes you.
_She_ didn"t want that plug of tobacco, nor neither did her mother. And her father looks like the hog you said he did, only he is dirtier."
With quick intuition, Miss Wayne listened to this amazing jumble; then gently slid Peace back onto her couch as she said with abrupt decision, "I must see Essie. Anyway, here comes Gail. You will want to talk to her for a while, and it will soon be time for tea. Good-bye, little Heart o" Gold."
She was gone, and Peace was left alone with the big sister to tell all the marvelous things that had happened that one afternoon.
So it was decided that Gail was to be bridesmaid with Miss Keith, Miss Gerald, and Miss Crane; Essie Martin was to be flower girl, and Billy Bolee the little page. Miss Foster was to play the piano, borrowed for the occasion, with Peace to whistle the accompaniment.
O, it took hours of the most delightful planning! Then nurses and doctors got busy. Miss Wayne was banished from the building entirely, and Dr. Race was bidden to go his rounds with his eyes shut. There was much rustling and bustling as the host of eager friends decorated the wide, white corridor for the occasion. No sound of hammer must disturb the patients housed within those walls, but it was marvelous what miracles a few thumb tacks and bits of string accomplished. Long ropes of smilax and syringa, intertwined with pink tulle, swung from the high ceiling. The great chandelier and lesser lights were festooned with the same delicate greenery. The elevator shaft was completely hidden by woodland vines which Gail and Keturah Wood had gathered, and huge jardinieres filled with waxy s...o...b..a.l.l.s occupied every available corner.
The big window where the bride and groom were to stand was hung with fishnet, twined and intertwined with ferns from the forest and sweet wild roses with the dew sparkling on their rosy petals, for the wedding was to take place in early morning.
At last everything was in readiness, everyone was dressed in his best, the nurses and convalescent patients were a.s.sembled in one end of the corridor, the outside guests in the other end, and it lacked only the presence of the bridal party to make the beautiful scene complete.
Peace, resplendent in filmy white, had stolen from her place behind the piano for one last glimpse of the festive decorations, while she waited impatiently for the chimes of the distant court-house to strike the hour. "O, but it"s lovely," she breathed in ecstasy, as her eyes wandered from floor to ceiling. "How everyone loves Miss Wayne!"
"Do you know why?" asked a voice at her elbow, and she looked up into the grave face of the kindly matron.
"No," she managed to stammer. "Why?"
"Because she has a heart of gold."
Miss Wayne"s parting words of yesterday flashed through the active brain, and Peace asked with breathless eagerness, "O, tell me how to get a heart of gold, then."
"The good Lord gives us each one when we come into the world," answered the gray-haired woman earnestly. "But many of us are content enough with the glitter of the fool"s gold which is found a-plenty in every life; and we don"t delve for the real gold. We slip along in a don"t-care way, neglecting the opportunities that come to us to better humanity; seeking the easiest tasks, satisfied with that kind of existence. The miner who digs in the bowels of the earth for his gold has to work and struggle and strive. So we, too, if we make the most of G.o.d"s gifts to us, must work and struggle and strive."
A little perplexed, for poor Peace could not understand many of the long words which the matron had used, she seemed to grasp the "tiny text" of the little sermon, and said thoughtfully as she turned away, "Then I"ll work and stumble and thrive, for I want a heart of gold like Miss Wayne"s."
Then slowly the silvery toned chimes began to ring, there was a rustling sound on the stairway, and Peace had just time to slip into her place again when the strains of the piano began the measured notes of stately Lohengrin. From somewhere Dr. Race and the minister appeared and took their places beneath the canopy of wild roses, but Peace paid scant attention to them. Her eyes were glued upon the other end of the corridor where the bridal procession was already approaching, with Essie Martin in the lead, and--could it be?--yes, it was golden-haired, radiant Allee marching beside her, both scattering rose petals from dainty baskets hung from their arms. How had Allee gotten there? Peace almost forgot her part when her amazed eyes fell upon that familiar form. But close behind the little flower girls came the four bridesmaids, gowned in delicate and garlanded with wild roses; and the sight of the older sister"s sweet face restored the young musician"s composure, so that after only one or two quavering notes, she whistled more blithely than ever. This certainly was a day of delightful happenings!
Following the pretty bridesmaids toddled wee Billy Bolee, clad in white from head to toe, and bearing in his chubby little hands a tiny white velvet pillow upon which rested the simple gold wedding ring. The bride was almost too lovely to describe, dressed as she was in the heavy brocaded satin gown which had been her mother"s forty years before, and half hidden by the clinging, filmy veil, which floated like a fleecy cloud about her.
Peace never could remember what happened after that. She saw the bride take her place beside Dr. Race, and she saw the black-frocked minister stand up in front of them. Then someone gave a signal and a shower of rose petals fell from the bell above their heads and covered doctor and nurse with sweet fragrance. Immediately the guests began to file past to greet the happy couple, and a subdued murmur of voices filled the long corridor.
"But when is the wedding to be?" demanded Peace in surprise. "Seems to me folks are in an awful hurry. Why don"t they wait till the wedding is over?"
"The wedding is already over," answered Miss Foster, laughing at the child"s dismay.
"They aren"t married _yet_?" protested Peace in great astonishment.
"Yes, they are, and the wedding breakfast will be served directly at Dr.
Kruger"s house."
"But--but--doesn"t it take longer to get married than that?"
"No."
"I--I thought it would."
"Why, childie?"
"Well, it took so long to put the dec"rations up, and for everyone to dress, it seems "s if the minister might have talked a little longer.
They"d hardly stood up together before it was all over."
Again Miss Foster laughed merrily. "Just you wait, little girl, till it comes _your_ turn to stand up while the minister talks, and you will think it is plenty long enough," she warned, rising to join the bridal party moving slowly down the corridor toward the waiting autos in the street below.
At last the wonderful event was over, the happy doctor and his smiling bride had departed on their honeymoon amid a shower of fragrant rose petals; and Peace, clinging fast to Allee, was again in her room with Gail.
"O, but it was beau-ti-ful!" she sighed blissfully. "I hope my wedding will be as nice. Didn"t the music sound lovely? I "most forgot to whistle when I saw Allee coming along with Essie Martin,--I was so "stonished! n.o.body had hinted a word that she was going to be here. I didn"t even "spect Miss Wayne knew her. My! but the day has been full of s"prises! There was the wedding first,--I"d no idea it _could_ be so pretty,--and then there was Allee"s coming when I thought she was at home in Martindale. And then Dr. d.i.c.k told me while we were at breakfast that I could go home in two weeks more, and right after that along came Mrs. Wood and said you and Allee and me were to be her guests for the last week we were here. And now Essie Martin has just been in to tell the best news of all,--Miss Wayne, I mean Mrs. Race--is going to adopt her, and she won"t have to go to Oak Knoll after all. O, Gail I do feel "s if I could flap my wings and crow,--I"m so happy!"
Tenderly Gail drew the small sisters closely to her side, and smiled radiantly down at the two up-turned faces, as she said simply, "And I, too."