A row of seats was then formed directly through the middle of the kitchen. Of course, there were not quite chairs enough for ten, since the family had rarely wanted to sit down all at once, somebody always being out or in bed, or otherwise engaged, but the wood-box and the coal-hod finished out the line nicely, and n.o.body thought of grumbling.
The children took their places according to age, Sarah Maud at the head and Larry on the coal-hod, and Mrs. Ruggles seated herself in front, surveying them proudly as she wiped the sweat of honest toil from her brow.
"Well," she exclaimed, "if I do say so as shouldn"t, I never see a cleaner, more stylish mess o" childern in my life! I do wish Ruggles could look at ye for a minute!--Larry Ruggles, how many times have I got ter tell yer not ter keep pullin" at yer sash? Haven"t I told yer if it comes ontied, yer waist "n" skirt"ll part comp"ny in the middle, "n"
then where"ll yer be?--Now look me in the eye, all of yer! I"ve of"en told yer what kind of a family the McGrills was. I"ve got reason to be proud, goodness knows! Your uncle is on the _po_lice force o" New York city; you can take up the paper most any day an" see his name printed right out--James McGrill,--"n" I can"t have my children fetched up common, like some folks"; when they go out they"ve got to have clo"es, and learn to act decent! Now I want ter see how yer goin" to behave when yer git there to-night. "Tain"t so awful easy as you think "tis. Let"s start in at the beginnin" "n" act out the whole business.
Pile into the bedroom, there, every last one o" ye, "n" show me how yer goin" to go int" the parlor. This"ll be the parlor, "n" I"ll be Mis"
Bird."
[Ill.u.s.tration: "I WANT TER SEE HOW YER GOIN" TER BEHAVE"]
The youngsters hustled into the next room in high glee, and Mrs. Ruggles drew herself up in the chair with an infinitely haughty and purse-proud expression that much better suited a descendant of the McGrills than modest Mrs. Bird.
The bedroom was small, and there presently ensued such a clatter that you would have thought a herd of wild cattle had broken loose. The door opened, and they straggled in, all the younger ones giggling, with Sarah Maud at the head, looking as if she had been caught in the act of stealing sheep; while Larry, being last in line, seemed to think the door a sort of gate of heaven which would be shut in his face if he didn"t get there in time; accordingly he struggled ahead of his elders and disgraced himself by tumbling in head foremost.
Mrs. Ruggles looked severe. "There, I knew yer"d do it in some sech fool way! Now go in there and try it over again, every last one o" ye, "n" if Larry can"t come in on two legs he can stay ter home,--d" yer hear?"
The matter began to a.s.sume a graver aspect; the little Ruggleses stopped giggling and backed into the bedroom, issuing presently with lock step, Indian file, a scared and hunted expression on every countenance.
"No, no, no!" cried Mrs. Ruggles, in despair. "That"s worse yet; yer look for all the world like a gang o" pris"ners! There ain"t no style ter that: spread out more, can"t yer, "n" act kind o"
careless-like--n.o.body"s goin" ter kill ye! That ain"t what a dinner-party is!"
The third time brought deserved success, and the pupils took their seats in the row. "Now, yer know," said Mrs. Ruggles impressively, "there ain"t enough decent hats to go round, "n" if there was I don" know"s I"d let yer wear "em, for the boys would never think to take "em off when they got inside, for they never do--but anyhow, there ain"t enough good ones. Now, look me in the eye. You"re only goin" jest round the corner; you needn"t wear no hats, none of yer, "n" when yer get int" the parlor, "n" they ask yer ter lay off yer hats, Sarah Maud must speak up "n" say it was sech a pleasant evenin" "n" sech a short walk that yer left yer hats to home. Now, can yer remember?"
All the little Ruggleses shouted, "Yes, marm!" in chorus.
"What have _you_ got ter do with it?" demanded their mother; "did I tell _you_ to say it? Warn"t I talkin" ter Sarah Maud?"
The little Ruggleses hung their diminished heads. "Yes, marm," they piped, more discreetly.
"Now we won"t leave nothin" to chance; git up, all of ye, an" try it.--Speak up, Sarah Maud."
Sarah Maud"s tongue clove to the roof of her mouth.
"Quick!"
"Ma thought--it was--sech a pleasant hat that we"d--we"d better leave our short walk to home," recited Sarah Maud, in an agony of mental effort.
This was too much for the boys. An earthquake of suppressed giggles swept all along the line.
"Oh, whatever shall I do with yer?" moaned the unhappy mother; "I s"pose I"ve got to learn it to yer!"--which she did, word for word, until Sarah Maud thought she could stand on her head and say it backwards.
"Now, Cornelius, what are _you_ goin" ter say ter make yerself good comp"ny?"
"Do? Me? Dunno!" said Cornelius, turning pale, with unexpected responsibility.
"Well, ye ain"t goin" to set there like a b.u.mp on a log "thout sayin" a word ter pay for yer vittles, air ye? Ask Mis" Bird how she"s feelin"
this evenin", or if Mr. Bird"s hevin" a busy season, or how this kind o" weather agrees with him, or somethin" like that.--Now we"ll make b"lieve we"ve got ter the dinner--that won"t be so hard, "cause yer"ll have somethin" to do--it"s awful bothersome to stan" round an" act stylish.--If they have napkins, Sarah Maud down to Peory may put "em in their laps, "n" the rest of ye can tuck "em in yer necks. Don"t eat with yer fingers--don"t grab no vittles off one "nother"s plates; don"t reach out for nothin", but wait till yer asked, "n" if you never _git_ asked don"t git up and grab it.--Don"t spill nothin" on the tablecloth, or like"s not Mis" Bird"ll send yer away from the table--"n" I hope she will if yer do! (Susan! keep your handkerchief in your lap where Peory can borry it if she needs it, "n" I hope she"ll know when she does need it, though I don"t expect it.) Now we"ll try a few things ter see how they"ll go! Mr. Clement, do you eat cramb"ry sa.r.s.e?"
"Bet yer life!" cried Clem, who in the excitement of the moment had not taken in the idea exactly and had mistaken this for an ordinary bosom-of-the-family question.
"Clement McGrill Ruggles, do you mean to tell me that you"d say that to a dinner-party? I"ll give ye one more chance. Mr. Clement, will you take some of the cramb"ry?"
"Yes, marm, thank ye kindly, if you happen ter have any handy."
"Very good, indeed! But they won"t give yer two tries to-night,--yer just remember that!--Miss Peory, do you speak for white or dark meat?"
"I ain"t perticler as ter color,--anything that n.o.body else wants will suit me," answered Peory with her best air.
"First-rate! n.o.body could speak more genteel than that. Miss Kitty, will you have hard or soft sa.r.s.e with your pudden?"
"Hard or soft? Oh! A little of both, if you please, an" I"m much obliged," said Kitty, bowing with decided ease and grace; at which all the other Ruggleses pointed the finger of shame at her, and Peter _grunted_ expressively, that their meaning might not be mistaken.
"You just stop your gruntin", Peter Ruggles; that warn"t greedy, that was all right. I wish I could git it inter your heads that it ain"t so much what yer say, as the way you say it. And don"t keep starin"
cross-eyed at your necktie pin, or I"ll take it out "n" sew it on to Clem or Cornelius: Sarah Maud"ll keep her eye on it, "n" if it turns broken side out she"ll tell yer. Gracious! I shouldn"t think you"d ever seen nor worn no jool"ry in your life.--Eily, you an" Larry"s too little to train, so you just look at the rest an" do"s they do, "n" the Lord have mercy on ye "n" help ye to act decent! Now, is there anything more ye"d like to practice?"
"If yer tell me one more thing, I can"t set up an" eat," said Peter gloomily; "I"m so cram full o" manners now I"m ready ter bust, "thout no dinner at all."
"Me too," chimed in Cornelius.
"Well, I"m sorry for yer both," rejoined Mrs. Ruggles sarcastically; "if the "mount o" manners yer"ve got on hand now troubles ye, you"re dreadful easy hurt! Now, Sarah Maud, after dinner, about once in so often, you must git up "n" say, "I guess we"d better be goin";" "n" if they say, "Oh, no, set a while longer," yer can set; but if they don"t say nothin" you"ve got ter get up "n" go.--Now hev yer got that int" yer head?"
"_About once in so often!_" Could any words in the language be fraught with more terrible and wearing uncertainty?
"Well," answered Sarah Maud mournfully, "seems as if this whole dinner-party set right square on top o" me! Mebbe I could manage my own manners, but to manage nine mannerses is worse "n staying to home!"
"Oh, don"t fret," said her mother, good-naturedly, now that the lesson was over; "I guess you"ll git along. I wouldn"t mind if folks would only say, "Oh, childern will be childern;" but they won"t. They"ll say, "Land o" Goodness, who fetched them childern up?"--It"s quarter past five, "n"
yer can go now:--remember "bout the hats,--don"t all talk ter once,--Susan, lend yer han"k"chief ter Peory,--Peter, don"t keep screwin" yer scarf-pin,--Cornelius, hold yer head up straight,--Sarah Maud, don"t take yer eyes off o" Larry, "n" Larry you keep holt o" Sarah Maud "n" do jest as she says,--"n" whatever you do, all of yer, never forget for one second that yer mother was a McGrill."
VI
"WHEN THE PIE WAS OPENED, THE BIRDS BEGAN TO SING!"
The children went out of the back door quietly, and were presently lost to sight, Sarah Maud slipping and stumbling along absent-mindedly, as she recited rapidly under her breath, "Itwa.s.suchapleasantevenin"n"suchashortwalk, that wethoughtwe"dleaveourhatstohome.--Itwa.s.sucha pleasantevenin"n"suchashortwalk,thatwethoughtwe"d leaveourhatstohome."
Peter rang the door-bell, and presently a servant admitted them, and, whispering something in Sarah"s ear, drew her downstairs into the kitchen. The other Ruggleses stood in horror-stricken groups as the door closed behind their commanding officer; but there was no time for reflection, for a voice from above was heard, saying, "Come right up stairs, please!"
"Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do or die."
Accordingly they walked upstairs, and Elfrida, the nurse, ushered them into a room more splendid than anything they had ever seen. But, oh woe!
where was Sarah Maud! and was it Fate that Mrs. Bird should say, at once, "Did you lay your hats in the hall?" Peter felt himself elected by circ.u.mstance the head of the family, and, casting one imploring look at tongue-tied Susan, standing next him, said huskily, "It was so very pleasant--that--that"----"That we hadn"t good hats enough to go "round,"
put in little Susan, bravely, to help him out, and then froze with horror that the ill-fated words had slipped off her tongue.
However, Mrs. Bird said, pleasantly, "Of course you wouldn"t wear hats such a short distance--I forgot when I asked. Now will you come right in to Miss Carol"s room? She is so anxious to see you."
Just then Sarah Maud came up the back stairs, so radiant with joy from her secret interview with the cook that Peter could have pinched her with a clear conscience; and Carol gave them a joyful welcome. "But where is Baby Larry?" she cried, looking over the group with searching eye. "Didn"t he come?"