■Ill fill MB Hi ■HHH ■hHbL • ; ':!:::•■.! ;i : ' : r •'■;.:. M as WWm 1 -.•.: •-;•.,- ■SITY OF J OLINA School of Library Science UNIVERSITY OF N.C. AT CHAPEL HILL illinium 1 0003058227 Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill http://www.archive.org/details/elsiesmotherhoodOOfinl ^■^ - •■-^■-^r^ ... ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD A SEQJJEL TO 99 ELSIE'S WOMANHOOD BY MARTHA FINLEY 'Sweet is the image of the brooding dove I Holy as Heaven a mother's tender love ! The love of many prayers and many tears, Which changes not with dim declining years— The only love which, on this teeming earth, Asks no return for passion's wayward birth." ~Mrs. Norton NEW YORK DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY Publishers Copyright, lSffi, BY OODD, MEAD & COMPANY, Copyright, 1904, By DODD, MEAD & COMPANY, PREFACE. In compliance with the expressed desire of many of Elsie's friends and admirers, the story of her life is continued in this, the fifth volume of the series. When about to undertake its preparation the suggestion was made to the author that to bring in the doings of the Ku Klux would add interest to the story and at the same time give a truer picture of life in the South during the years 1867-68, in which its events take place. The published reports of the Congressional Com- mittee of Investigation were resorted to as the most reliable source of information, diligently examined, and care taken not to go beyond the facts there given as regards the proceedings of the Klan, the clemency and paternal acts of the Government, or the kindly, fraternal feelings and deeds of the people of the North toward their impoverished and suffer- ing brethren of the South. These things have become matters of history: vice and crime should be condemned wherever found; and naught has been set down in malice; for iii 696705 iv PREFACE. the author has a warm love for the South as part and parcel of the dear land of her birth. May this child of her brain give pain to none, but prove pleasant and profitable to all who peruse its pages, and especially helpful to young parents. M. F. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. CHAPTER I. Meantime a smiling offspring rises round, And mingles both their graces. By degrees The human blossom blows, and every day, Soft as it rolls along, shows some new charm, The father's lustre, and the mother's bloom. — Thomson's Seasons. " Mamma! Papa too! " It was a glad shout of a chorus of young voices as four pairs of little feet came pattering up the avenue and into the veranda; then as many ruby lips were held up for the morning kiss from the children's dearly loved father. They had already had their half hour with mamma, which made so sweet a beginning of each day, yet she too must have a liberal share of the eagerly bestowed caresses; while Bruno, a great Newfoundland, the pet, playfellow, and guardian of the little flock, testified his delight in the scene by leaping about among them, fawning upon one and another, wagging his tail, and uttering again and again a short, joyous bark. Then followed a merry romp, cut short by the ring- ing of the breakfast bell, when all trooped into the 2 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. house, Harold riding on papa's shoulder, mamma following with Elsie, Eddie, and Vi, while Dinah, with Baby Herbert in her arms, brought up the rear. ' The children had been very gay, full of laughter and sweet innocent prattle, but a sudden hush fell upon them when seated about the table in the bright, cheerful breakfast parlor; little hands were meekly folded and each young head bent reverently over the plate, while, in a few simple words which all could understand, their father gave God thanks for their food and asked his blessing upon it. The Ion children were never rude even in their play, and their table manners were almost perfect; made the constant companions of cultivated, refined parents — whose politeness, springing from genuine unselfishness, was never laid aside, but shown on all occasions and to rich and poor, old and young alike — and governed with a wise mixture of indulgence and restraint, mildness and firmness, they imitated the copies set before them and were seldom other than gentle and amiable in their deportment, not only toward their superiors, but to equals and in- feriors also. They were never told that "children should be seen and not heard," but when no guests were pres- ent were allowed to talk in moderation; a gentle word or look of reproof from papa or mamma being sufficient to check any tendency to boisterousness or undue loquacity. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 3 / "I think we should celebrate this anniversary* Elsie," remarked Mr. Travilla, stirring his coffee and gazing with fond admiration into the sweet face at the opposite end of the table. " Yes, sir, though we are rather late in thinking of it," she answered smilingly, the rose deepening slightly on her cheek, as delicately rounded and tinted as it had been ten years ago. Little Elsie looked up inquiringly. " What is it, papa? I do not remember." " Do you not? Ten years ago to-day there was a grand wedding at the Oaks, and your mamma and I were there." "I too?" asked Eddie. "Yes, course, Eddie," spoke up five-year-old Violet, " grandpa would 'vite you and all of us; and I brieve I 'member a little about it." "Me too," piped the baby voice of Harold, "me sat on papa's knee." There was a general laugh, the two little prattlers joining in right merrily. "I really don't remember that part of it, Harold," said papa, while wee Elsie — as she was often called by way of distinguishing her from mamma, for whom she was named — shook her curly head at him with a merry " Oh, you dear little rogue, you don't know what you are talking about; " and mamma remarked, "Vi has perhaps a slight recollection of May Allison's wedding." "But this one at the Oaks must have been be- 4 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. fore I was born/' said Elsie, " because you said it was ten years ago, and I'm only nine. Oh, mamma, was it your wedding? " " Yes, daughter. Shall we invite our friends for this evening, Edward? " "Yes, wife; suppose we make it a family party, inviting only relatives, connections, and very inti- mate friends." After a little more discussion it was decided they would do so; also that the children should have a full holiday, and while their mother was giving orders and overseeing the necessary preparations for the entertainment, papa should take them all in the roomy family carriage and drive over to the Oaks, Eoselands, Ashlands, and Pinegrove to give the invitations. Beside these near friends only the minister and his wife were to be asked; but as Ade- laide and her family were at this time paying a visit to Eoselands, and Lucy Eoss was doing the same at her old home, and all the younger generation except the mere babies were to be included in the invita- tion, should all accept it would be by no means a small assemblage. Early hours were named for the sake of the little ones; guests to come at six, refreshments to be served at eight, and the Ion children, if each would take a nap in the afternoon, to be allowed to stay up till nine. How delighted they were! how the little eyes danced and sparkled, and how eagerly they engaged ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 5 to fulfil the conditions, and not to fret or look cross when summoned at nine, to leave the drawing- room and be put to bed. " Oh, mamma, won't you wear your wedding dress?" cried little Elsie; "do, dear mamma, so that we may all see just how you looked when you were married." Elsie smiled. " You forget, daughter, that I am ten years older now, and the face cannot be quite the same." " The years have robbed it of none of its beauty," said Mr. Travilla. u Ah, love is blind," she returned with a blush and smile as charming as were those of her girl- hood's days. " And the dress is quite out of date." "No matter for that. It would gratify me as well as the children to see you in it." " Then it shall be worn, if it fits or can be altered in season." " Veil and all, mamma," pleaded Elsie, " it is so beautiful — Mammy showed it to me only the other day and told me you looked so, so lovely; and she will put the orange blossoms in your hair and on your dress just as they were that night; for she re- members all about it." The children, ready dressed for their drive, were gathered in a merry group on the veranda, Eddie astride of Bruno, waiting for papa and the carriage, when a horse came cantering up the avenue, and 6 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. Mr. Horace Dinsmore alighted and stepped into their midst. " Oh, grandpa, what you turn for? " cried Harold in a tone of disappointment. " We was dus doin' to 'vite yon! " « Indeed!" u Yes, grandpa, it's a \ersary to-day," explained Vi. u And mamma's going to be married over again," said Eddie. " No, no; only to have a party and wear her wed- ding dress," corrected Elsie. " Papa, good-morning," cried their mother, com- ing swiftly through the hall, " I'm so glad, always so glad to see you." . " I know it," he said, pressing a fatherly kiss on the sweet lips, then holding her off for an instant to gaze fondly into the fair face. "And it is ten years to-day since I gave Travilla a share in my treasure. I was thinking of it as I rode over, and that you should celebrate this anniversary at your father's house." " No, no, Dinsmore, you must be our guest," said Travilla, coming out and shaking hands cordially with his old friend. "We have it all arranged, — a family gathering, and Elsie to gratify us by wear- ing her bridal robes. Do you not agree with me that she would make as lovely a bride to-day as she did ten years ago?" " Quite. I relinquish my plans for yours; and ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 7 do not let me detain you and these eager chil- dren." " I thank you: I will go then, as the invitations will be late enough with all the haste we can make." The carriage was at the door, and in a trice grandpa and papa had helped the little ones in: not even Baby Herbert was left behind, but seated on his mammy's lap crowed and laughed as merrily as the rest. "Ah, mamma, you come too! " pleaded the little voices, as their father took his place beside them. " Can't mammy and Aunt Dicey and the rest know what to do without you to tell them?" "Not this time, dears; and you know I must make haste to try on the dress, to see if it fits." " Oh, yes, mamma! " and throwing a shower of kisses, they drove off. " A carriage load of precious jewels," Elsie said, looking after it as it rolled away: "how the ten years have added to my wealth, papa." She stood by his side, her hand on his arm, and the soft sweet eyes lifted to his were full of a con- tent and gladness beyond the power of words to express. " I thank God every day for my darling's happi- ness," he said low and tenderly, and softly smooth- ing her shining hair. " Ah, it is very great, and my father's dear love forms no small part of it. But come in, papa, I want to consult you about one or two little matters; B ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. Edward and I rely very much upon your taste and judgment." "To Eoselands first," was Mr. Travilla's order to the coachman. The old home of the Dinsmores, though shorn of the glory of its grand old trees, was again a beautiful place: the new house was in every respect a finer one than its predecessor, of a higher style of architecture, more conveniently arranged, more tastefully and handsomely furnished; lawns, gar- dens, and fields had become neat and trim as in the days before the war, and a double row of young, thrifty trees bordered the avenue. Old Mr. Dinsmore now resided there and gave a home to his two widowed and impoverished daugh- ters — Mrs. Louise Conly, and Mrs. Enna Johnson — and their families. These two aunts loved Elsie no better than in earlier years: it was gall and wormwood to them to know that they owed all these comforts to her generosity; nor could they forgive her that she was more wealthy, beautiful, lovely, and beloved than themselves. Enna was the more bitter and out- spoken of the two, but even Louise seldom treated her niece to anything better than the most distant and frigid politeness. In a truly Christian spirit Elsie returned them pity and compassion, because of their widowhood and straitened circumstances, invited them to her ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 9 house, and when they came received them with kind- ness and cordiality. Her grandfather had grown very fond of her and her children, was often at Ion, and for his sake she occasionally visited Roselands. Adelaide's presence had drawn her there more frequently of late. The invitation Mr. Travilla carried was to the grand- father, three aunts, and all their children. Adelaide and Enna were in the drawing-room when the Ion carriage drew up at the door. " There's Travilla, the old scalawag: how I hate him! Elsie too, I presume," exclaimed the latter, glancing from the window; " I'll leave you to enter- tain them," and she hastily left the room. Adelaide flashed an indignant look after her, and hurried out to meet and welcome the callers. Mr. Travilla had alighted and was coming up the steps of the veranda. " How d'ye do. I'm very glad to see you," cried Adelaide, extending her hand, "but where is Elsie?" "Left at home for once," he answered gayly, " but I come this morning merely as her ladyship's messenger." " But won't you come in; you and the children? " "Thanks, no, if you will permit me just to de- liver my message and go; for I am in haste." Mrs. Allison accepted the invitation for herself and children with evident pleasure, engaged that her sisters would do the same; then went to the car* 10 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. riage window for a moment's chat with the little ones, each of whom held a large place in her warm heart. " Aunt Addie," said Elsie in an undertone, "mamma's going to wear her wedding dress to- night, veil and all." "Is she? why that's an excellent idea. But don't tell it anywhere else that you go; it will be such a nice surprise to the rest if we can keep it a secret." "That was a good suggestion of Aunt Addie's," Mr. Travilla remarked as they drove down the avenue. " Suppose we carry it out. How many of you can refrain from telling what mamma is to wear to-night? how many can I trust to keep a secret?" " All of us, papa! " " Me, papa, me, I won't tell," cried the little voices in chorus. " Yes, I believe I can trust you all," he answered in his bright cheery way. " Now on to the Oaks, Solon, then to Pinegrove, Springbrook, and Ash- lands. That will be the last place, children, and as our hurry will then be over, you shall get out of the carriage and have a little time to rest before we start for home." Ee-entering the house Mrs. Allison went to the family sitting-room, where she found both her sisters and several of the young members of the household. "So they have asked for us?" ex- claimed Louise in a tone of vexation, " at such an unreasonable hour too. Well," with a sigh of resignation, " I suppose we must show ourselves or ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 11 papa will be displeased: so wonderfully fond of Elsie as he has grown of late." "As well he may," returned Adelaide pointedly; * but Elsie is not here nor has any one inquired for you." "No, I presume not," interrupted Enna with a sneer; "we are not worth inquiring for." Indignation kept Adelaide silent for a moment, she was sorely tempted to administer a severe and cutting rebuke. But Enna was no longer a child, and controlling herself she calmly delivered Mr. Travilla's message. " Oh, delightful! Cousin Elsie always does give such splendid parties, such elegant refreshments! " cried Virginia and Isadore Conly, girls of ten and twelve. "Mamma, you'll never think of declin- ing?" "No, your grandfather wouldn't like it," said Louise, as anxious as her daughters to enjoy the entertainment, yet glad to save her pride, by put- ting her acceptance on the score of pleasing her father. " And you'll go too, and take us, mamma, won't you? " anxiously queried Molly Percival, who was between her cousins in age. " Of course I'll go; we all want our share of the good things, and the pleasure of seeing and being seen," answered Enna, scorning Louise's subter- fuge; " and if you and Dick will promise to make me no trouble, I'll take you along. But Bob and 12 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. Betty may stay at home, Fm not going to be both- ered with them, — babies of five and three. But what shall we wear, Ln? I do say it's real mean in them to give us so short a notice. But of course Elsie enjoys making me feel my changed circum- stances. Fve no such stock of jewels, silks, and laces as she, nor the full purse that makes it an easy matter for her to order a fresh supply at a moment's warning." " You have all, and more than the occasion calls for," remarked Adelaide quietly; "it is to be only a family gathering." CHAPTEK II. Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle powers, We, who improve his golden hours, By sweet experience know That marriage, rightly understood, Gives to the tender and the good A paradise below. -^Cotton. Mk. Allison had fully kept his promise to So- phie, and Ashlands was again the fine old place it had been prior to the war. The family, consisting of the elder Mrs. Carrington, a young man named George Boyd, a nephew of hers who had taken charge of the plantation, Sophie and her four chil- dren, had now been in possession for over a year. Sophie, still an almost inconsolable mourner for the husband of her youth, lived a very retired life, devoting herself to his mother and his orphaned little ones. Mrs. Eoss, expecting to spend the fall and winter with them, had brought all her children and a governess, Miss Fisk, who undertook the tuition of the little Carringtons also during her stay at Ashlands, thus leaving the mothers more at liberty for the enjoyment of each other's society, 13 14 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. It was in the midst of school-hours that the Ion carriage came driving up the avenue, and Philip Boss, lifting his head from the slate over which he had been bending for the last half hour, rose hastily, threw down his pencil and hurried from the room, paying no attention to Miss Fisk's query, u Where are you going, Philip? " or her command, " Come back instantly: it is quite contrary to rules for pupils to leave the school-room during the hours of recitation, without permission." Indeed he had reached the foot of the staircase before the last word had left her lips; she being very slow and precise in speech and action, while his movements were of the quickest. "What now is to be done in this emergency? " soliloquized the governess, unconsciously thinking aloud. " Miss Gertrude Ross," turning to a girl of nine whose merry blue eyes were twinkling with fun, " follow your brother at once and inform him that I cannot permit any such act of insubordina- tion; and he must return instantly to the perform- ance of his duties." "Yes, ma'am," and Gertrude vanished; glad enough of the opportunity to see for herself who were the new arrivals. "Phil," she said, entering the drawing-room where the guests were already seated, " Miss Fisk says you're an insubordination and must come back instantly." " Gertrude," said her mother, laughing, " come and speak to Mr. Travilla and your little friends. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 15 Why, yes, Phil, to be sure; how came you here when you ought to be at your lessons ?" "Because I wanted to see Elsie Travilla," he answered nonchalantly. " Yes, but you should have asked for permission. I ought to send you back." "But you won't, ma, you know that as well as I do. I'll not go back a step while Elsie stays." " Well, well, it seems you are bound to have your own way, as usual," Lucy answered, half laughing, half sighing, then resumed her talk with Mr. Tra- villa. Seeing that the little Travillas had listened to this colloquy in blank amazement, she felt much mortified at Phil's behavior, and on receiving the invitation threatened to leave him at home as a punishment. But this only made matters worse: he insisted that go he would, and if she refused per- mission he should never, never love her again as long as he lived. And she weakly yielded. "Lucy," said her mother, when the guests were gone, and the children had left the room, " you are ruining that boy." "Well, I don't see how I can help it, mamma; how could I bear to lose his affection? " "You are taking the very course to bring that about; it is the weakly indulged, not the wisely controlled, children who lose, first, respect, and then affection for their parents. Look at Elsie's little family, for instance; where you can find children 16 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. ruled with a firmer hand, or more devotedly attached to their parents ? " Eddie was at that moment saying to his father, "Papa, isn't Phil Boss a very, very naughty boy, to be so saucy and disobedient to his mamma? " "My son," answered Mr. Travilla with gentle gravity, " when you have corrected all Eddie Tra- villa's faults it will be time enough to attend to those of others." And the child hung his head and blushed for shame. It was Mr. and Mrs. Horace Dinsmore who did the honors at Ion early in the evening, receiving and welcoming each bevy of guests, and replying to the oft-repeated inquiry for the master and mis- tress of the establishment, that they would make their appearance shortly. Elsie's children, most sweetly and becomingly dressed, had gathered about "Aunt Rosie," in a corner of the drawing-room, and seemed to be wait- ing with a sort of intense but quite eagerness for the coming of some expected event. At length every invited guest had arrived. All being so thoroughly acquainted, nearly all related, there was an entire absence of stiffness and con- straint, and much lively chat had been carried on; but a sudden hush fell upon them, and every eye turned towards the doors opening into the hall, ex- pecting — they knew not what. There were soft foot-falls, a slight rustle of silk, and Adelaide entered, followed by Mr. Travilla with ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. If Elsie on his arm, in bridal attire. The shimmering satin, rich, soft lace, and orange blossoms became her well; and never, even on that memorable night ten years ago, had she looked lovelier or more bride- like; never had her husband bent a prouder, fonder look upon her fair face than now, as he led her to the centre of the room, where they paused in front of their pastor. A low murmur of surprise and delight ran round the room, but was suddenly stilled, as the venerable man rose and began to speak. " Ten years ago to-night, dear friends, I united you in marriage. Edward Travilla, you then vowed to love, honor, and cherish till life's end the woman whom you now hold by the hand. Have you repented of that vow? and would you be re- leased? " "Not for worlds: there has been no repentance, but my love has grown deeper and stronger day by day." "And you, Elsie Dinsmore Travilla, also vowed to love, honor, and obey the man you hold by the hand. Have you repented?" "Never, sir; never for one moment." The ac- cents were low, sweet, clear, and full of pleasure. "I pronounce you a faithful man and wife: and may God, in his good providence, grant you many returns of this happy anniversary." Old Mr. Dinsmore stepped up, kissed the bride and shook hands with the groom. "Blessings on 18 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. you for making her so happy," he said in quivering tones. His son followed, then the others in their turn, and a merry scene ensued. " Mamma, it was so pretty, so pretty," little Elsie said, clasping her arms about her mother's neck, "and now I just feel as if I'd been to your wed- ding. Thank you, dear mamma and papa." "Mamma, you are so beautiful, 111 just marry you myself, when I'm a man," remarked Eddie, giving her a hearty kiss, then gazing into her face with his great dark eyes full of love and admiration. "I too," chimed in Violet. "No, no, I forget, I shall be a lady myself: so I'll have to marry papa." "No, Vi, oo tan't have my papa; he's dus' my papa always," objected Harold, climbing his father's knee. "What a splendid idea, Elsie," Lucy Ross was saying to her friend, "you have made me regret, for the first time, not having kept my wedding dress; for I believe my Phil and I could go through that catechism quite as well as you and Mr. Tra- villa. The whole thing, I suppose, was quite original?" " Among us: my namesake daughter proposed the wearing of the dress: and the ceremony," turning to the minister, " was your idea, Mr. Wood, was it not?" "Partly, Mrs. Travilla; your father, Mrs. Dins- more, and I planned it together." ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 18 * Your dress is as perfect a fit as when made, but I presume you had it altered/' observed Lucy, mak- ing a critical examination of her friend's toilet, . " No, not in the least," answered Elsie, smiling. $ The banquet to which the guests were presently- summoned, though gotten up so hastily, more than fulfilled the expectation of the Misses Conly, who as well as their mother and Aunt Enna did it ample justice; there was a good deal of gormandizing done by the spoiled children present, spite of feeble pro- tests from their parents; but Elsie's well trained little ones ate contentedly what was given them, nor even asked for the rich dainties on which others were feasting; knowing that papa and mamma loved them too dearly to deny them any real good. " Holloa, Neddie and Vi, why you've been over- looked! " said Philip Ross, coming toward the two little ones with a plate heaped up with rich viands, " you've nothing but ice cream and plain sugar bis- cuit; here, take some of this pound cake and these bonbons. They're delicious, I tell you!" " No, no, thank you: mamma says pound cake is much too rich for us, and would make us sick," said Eddie. "'Specially at night," added Yi, "and we're to have some bonbons to-morrow." " Goodest little tots ever I saw," returned Philip, laughing. "Ma wanted me to let 'em alone, but I told her I'd risk the getting sick," he added with a pompous grown-up air. 20 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. "Phil, you certainly are an insubordination, as Miss Fisk said," remarked his sister Gertrude, 'standing near; " I believe you think you're 'most a man, but it's a great mistake." " Pooh, Ger! people that live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. I heard you telling ma you wouldn't wear the dress she'd laid out for you. Elsie Travilla, allow me the pleasure of refilling your saucer." " No, thank you, Phil, I've had all mamma thinks good for me." " Time to go to bed, chillens," said mammy, ap- proaching the little group; "de clock jes gwine strike nine. Here, Uncle Joe, take dese empty saucers." Promptly and without a murmur the four little folks prepared to obey the summons, but cast wist- ful longing glances toward mamma, who was gayly chatting with her guests on the other side of the room. Just then the clock on the mantel struck, and excusing herself she came quickly toward them. "That is right, dears; come and say good-night to papa and our friends; then go with mammy and mamma will follow in a few moments." "What dear sweet creatures they are! perfect little ladies and gentlemen," remarked Mrs. Wood, as, after a courteous good-night to all, they went cheerfully away with their mammy. " I wish mine were half as good," said Mrs. Ross. * Now ma, don't expose us," cried Phil. " I've ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 21 often heard you say Mrs. Travilla was a far better little girl than you; so of course her children ought to be better than yours.' 5 " Some children keep their good behavior for company," sneered Enna, " and I've no doubt these little paragons have their naughty fits as well as ours." "It is quite true that they are not always good/' Elsie said with patient sweetness. " And now I beg you will all excuse me for a few moments, as they never feel quite comfortable going to bed without a last word or two with mamma." " Before I'd make myself such a slave to my chil- dren! " muttered Enna, looking after her as she glided from the room. "If they couldn't be con- tent to be put to bed by their mammies, they might stay up all night." "I think Mrs. Travilla is right," observed the pastor; "the responsibilities of parents are very great. God says to each one, ' Take this child and nurse it for me, and I will give thee thy wages.' " CHAPTER III. Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the enlivening spirit and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast! — Thomson's Seasons. The Ion little folks were allowed an extra nap the next morning, their parents wisely considering plenty of sleep necessary to the healthful develop- ment of their mental and physical powers. They themselves, however, felt no necessity for a like in- dulgence, their guests having departed in season to admit of their retiring at the usual hour, and were early in the saddle, keenly enjoying a brisk canter of several miles before breakfast. On their return Elsie went to the nursery, Mr. Travilla to the field where his men were at work. Half an hour later they and their children met at the breakfast table. Solon came in for orders. " You may leave Beppo saddled, Solon," said Mr. Travilla, "and have Prince and Princess at the door also, immediately after prayers." The last named were a pair of pretty little grey 23 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 23 ponies belonging respectively to Eddie and his sister Elsie. They were gentle and well trained for both saddle and harness. Nearly every day the children rode them, one on each side of their father, mounted on Beppo, his beautiful bay; and occasionally they drove behind them in the phaeton with their mother or some older person; and one or the other of the children would often be allowed to hold the reins when on a straight and level road; for their father wished them to learn to both ride and drive with ease and skill. Little Elsie's great ambition was "to be like mamma " in the ease and grace with which she sat her horse, as well as in every thing else; while Eddie was equally anxious to copy his father. Violet and Harold ran out to the veranda to watch them mount and ride away. " Papa," said Vi, " shall we, too, have ponies and ride with you, when we're as big as Elsie and Eddie?" "I intend you shall, little daughter, and if you and Harold will be here with your hats on, all ready to start at once when we come back, I will give you each a short ride before the ponies are put away." " Oh, thank you, papa! we'll be sure to be ready," they answered, and ran in to their mother to tell her of papa's kind promise, and to have their hats put on, Elsie, who was in the sitting-room with Herbert 24 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. on her lap, rejoiced in their joy, and bade Dinah prepare them at once for their ride. "Bress dere little hearts! dey grows hansomer ebery day," exclaimed an elderly negress, who had just come in with a basket on her arm. " Don't say such things before them, Aunt Sally f said her mistress in a tone of gentle reproof, " their young hearts are only too ready to be puffed up with vanity and pride. Now what is your report from the quarter." " Well, missus, dere's lots ob miseries down dere dis mornin'; ole Lize she's took wid a misery in her side; an' Uncle Jack, he got um in his head; ole Aunt Delie's got de misery in de joints wid de rheu- matiz. an' ole Uncle Mose he's 'plainin ob de misery in his back — can't stan' up straight nohow; an' Hannah's baby got a mighty bad cold, can't hardly i raw its breff; 'twas took dat way in de night; an' Silvy's boy tore his foot on a nail." " Quite a list," said Elsie. And giving her babe to Aunt Chloe, she selected a key from a bright bunch lying in a little basket, held by a small dusky maid at her side, unlocked a closet door and looked over her medical store. " Here's a plaster for Uncle Mose to put on his back, and one for Lize's side," she said, handing each article in turn to Aunt Sally, - who bestowed it in her basket. " This small bottle has some drops that will do Uncle Jack's head good; and this larger one is for Aunt Delia. Tell her to rub her joints with it. There is medicine for ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 25 the baby, and Hannah must give it a warm bath. If it is not better directly we must send for the doctor. Now, here is a box of salve, excellent for cuts, burns, and bruises; spread some on a bit of rag, and tie it on Silvy's boy's foot. There, I think that is all. I'll be down after a while, to see how they are all doing," and with some added directions concerning the use of each remedy, Aunt Sally was dismissed. Then Aunt Dicey, the housekeeper, came for her orders for the day, and such supplies from pantry and storehouse as were needed in carrying them out. In the meantime the riding party had returned, Harold and Violet had been treated to a ride about the grounds, the one in his father's arms, Beppo stepping carefully as if he knew he carried a tender babe, the other on one of the ponies close at papa's side and under his watchful eye. It was a rosy merry group mamma found upon the veranda, chatting to each other and laughing gayly as they watched their father cantering down the avenue on his way to the fields to oversee the work going on there. They did not hear their mother's step till she was close at hand asking in her own sweet, gentle tones, a My darlings, had you a pleasant time? " " Oh, yes, mamma, so nice! " and they gathered about her, eager to claim her ever ready sympathy, interested in their joys no less than their sorrows. They had been taught to notice the beauties of 26 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD, nature — the changing clouds, the bright autumn foliage, plants and flowers, insects, birds, stones; all the handiwork of God; and the elder ones now never returned from walk or ride without something to tell of what they had seen and enjoyed. It was surprising how much they learned in this easy pleasant way, how much they gained almost imperceptibly in manners, correctness of speech, and general information by this habit of their parents of keeping them always with themselves and patiently answering every proper question. They were encouraged not only to observe, but to think, to reason, and to repeat what they had learned; thus fixing it more firmly in their minds. They were not burdened with long tasks or many studies, but required to learn thoroughly such as were set them, and trained to a love for wholesome mental food; the books put into their hands being carefully chosen by their parents. Though abundantly able to employ a governess, Elsie preferred teaching her darlings herself. There was a large, airy room set apart for the purpose, and furnished with every suitable appliance, books, maps, globes, pictures, an orrery, a piano, etc., etc. There were pretty rosewood desks and chairs, the floor was a mosaic of beautifully grained and pol- ished woods, the walls, adorned with a few rare en- gravings, were of a delicate neutral tint, and taste- ful curtains draped each window. Thither mother and children now repaired, and ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 27 epent two happy hours in giving and receiving in- struction. Harold had not yet quite mastered the alphabet. His task was, of course, soon done, and he was per- mitted to betake himself to the nursery or else- where, with his mammy to take care of him; or if he chose to submit to the restraint of the school- room rather than leave mamma and the others, he might do so. Violet could already read fluently in any book suited to her years, and was learning to spell, write, and sew. Eddie was somewhat further advanced, and Elsie had begun arithmetic, history, and geography; music, also, and drawing; for both of which she had already shown decided talent. School over, she had a half hour of rest, then went to the piano for an hour's practice, her mamma sitting by to aid and encourage her. Mr. Tra villa came in, asking, " Where is Eddie? " " Here, papa," and the boy came running in with face all aglow with delight. " Oh, are you going to teach me how to shoot? I saw you coming with that pistol in your hand, and I'm so glad." " Yes," his father answered, smiling at the eager face. " You will not be anxious, little wife? " turn- ing to her with a tender loving look. "No, my husband; surely I can trust him with you, his own wise, careful, loving father," she an- swered with a confiding smile. 28 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. "Oh, papa, mayn't I go along with you? and won't you teach me too?" cried Violet, who was always ready for any excitement. "Not to-day, daughter; only Eddie and I are going now; but sometime I will teach you all. It is well enough for even ladies to handle a pistol on occasion, and your mamma is quite a good shot." Vi looked disappointed, but did not fret, pout, or ask a second time; for such things were not allowed in the family by either parent. "Mamma's good little girl," the mother said, drawing her caressingly to her side, as Mr. Tra- villa and Eddie left the room. "I am going to walk down to the quarter this afternoon, and will take you and your brother and sister with me, if you care to go." " Oh, mamma, thank you! yes, indeed, I do want to go," cried the little one, her face growing bright as its wont. "May we be there when the bell rings? 'cause I do like to see the dogs." And she clapped her tiny hands with a laugh like the chim- ing of silver bells. Her sister laughed too, saying, " Oh, yes, mamma, do let us." The Ion negroes were paid liberal wages, and yet as kind and generously cared for as in the old days of slavery; even more so, for now Elsie might law- fully carry out her desire to educate and elevate them to a higher standard of intelligence and morality. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 29 To this end Mr. Travilla had added to the quarter a neat school-house, where the children received in- struction in the rudiments during the day, the adults in the evening, from one of their own race whose advantages had been such as to qualify him for the work. There, too, the master and mistress themselves held a Sunday school on Sabbath after- noons. Aunt Sally, the nurse, also instructed the women in housewifely ways, and Dinah taught them sew- ing; Elsie encouraging and stimulating them to effort by bestowing prizes on the most diligent and proficient. Eddie came in from his first lesson in the use of firearms, flushed and excited. "Mamma, I did shoot," he cried exultingly, "I shooted many times, and papa says Fll make a good shot some day if I keep on trying." "Ah! did you hit the mark?" "Not quite this time, mamma," and the bright face clouded slightly. "Not quite," laughed Mr. Travilla, drawing his boy caressingly toward him. "If you please, mamma, do not question us too closely; we expect to do better another time. He really did fairly well considering his age and that it was his first lesson." " Papa," asked Vi, climbing his knee, " were you Afraid Eddie would shoot us if we went along? " " I thought it safer to leave you at home." 30 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. " Papa, mamma's going to take usy walking down to the quarter this afternoon; we're to be there when the bell rings, so we can see those funny dogs." "Ah, then I think I shall meet you there and walk home with you." This announcement was received with a chorus of exclamations of delight; his loved compan- ionship would double their enjoyment; it always did. 'Twas a pleasant, shady walk, not too long for the older children, and Harold's mammy would carry him when he grew weary. They called at the school-room, witnessed the closing exercises, then visited all the aged and ailing ones, Elsie in- quiringly tenderly concerning their "miseries," speaking words of sympathy and consolation and giving additional advice; remedies too, and some little delicacies to whet the sickly appetites (these last being contained in a basket, carried by a ser- vant). As they left the last cabin, in the near vicinity of the post where hung the belL which summoned the men to their meals and gave notice of the hour for quitting work, they saw the ringer hurrying toward it. "Oh, mamma, we're just in time!" cried Vi, " how nice! " "Yes," said her sister, "mamma always knows how to make things come out right." ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 31 Every negro family owned a cur, and at the first tap of the bell they always, with a united yelp, rushed for the spot, where they formed a ring round the post, each seated on his haunches and brushing the ground with his tail, with a rapid motion from side to side, nose in the air, eyes fixed upon the bell, and throat sending out a prolonged howl so long as the ringing continued. The din was deafening, and far from musical, but it was a comical sight, vastly enjoyed by the young Travillas, who saw it only occasionally. Mr. and Mrs. Travilla were walking slowly home- ward, the children and Bruno frolicking, jumping, dancing, running on before. After awhile the two little girls grew somewhat weary, and subsided into a soberer pace. " Vi," said Elsie, " don't you believe Aunt Delia might get better of those € miseries ' in her bones, if she had some nice new red flannel things to wear? n " Yes; let's buy her some," and a pretty dimpled hand went into her pocket, and out came a dainty, silken purse, mamma's gift on her last birthday, when she began to have a weekly allowance, like Elsie and Eddie. "Yes, if mamma approves." "'Course we'll 'suit mamma 'bout it first, and she'll say yes; she always likes to be kind and — char _char " " Charitable? yes, 'specially to Jesus' people, and 32 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. I know Aunt Delia's one of his. How much money; have you, Vi?" " I don't know; mamma or papa will count when we get home." " I have two dollars and fifty cents; mayhe Eddie will give some if we haven't enough." "Enough of what?" queried Eddie, overhearing the last words as he and Bruno neared the others in their gamhols. Elsie explained, asking, "Would you like to help?" " Yes; and I'm going to buy some e baccy,' as he calls it, for old Uncle Jack." Mamma was duly consulted, approved of their plans, took them the next day to the nearest village, let them select the goods themselves, then helped them to cut out and make the garments. Eddie assisted by threading needles and sewing on but- tons, saying " that would do for a boy, because he had heard papa say he had sometimes sewed on a button for himself when he was away at college." To be sure the work might have been given to the seamstress, but it was the desire of these parents to train their little ones to give time and effort as well as money. CHAPTER IV. O, what a state is guilt I how wild! how wretched! — Havard. The war had wrought many changes in the neighborhood where our friends resided; some who had been reared in the lap of luxury were now in absolute want, having sacrificed almost their last dollar in the cause of secession; to which also in numerous instances the husbands, sons, and broth- ers had fallen victims. Though through the clemency of the Government there had been no executions for treason, no confis- cation of property, many plantations had changed hands because of the inability of the original owners to work them, for lack of means to pay the laborers. Elsie's tender sympathies were strongly enlisted for these old friends and acquaintances, and their necessities often relieved by her bounty when they little guessed whence help had come. Her favors were doubled by the delicate kindness of the manner of their bestowal. The ability to give largely was the greatest pleas- ure her wealth afforded her, and one in which she indulged to the extent of disposing yearly in that way of the whole surplus of her ample income; not 33 34 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. waiting to be importuned, but constantly seeking out worthy objects upon whom to bestow that of which she truly considered herself but a steward who must one day render a strict account unto her Lord. It was she who had repaired the ravages of war in Springbrook, the residence of Mr. Wood, her pastor; she who, when the Fosters of Fairview, a plantation adjoining Ion, had been compelled to sell it, had bought a neat cottage in the vicinity and given them the use of it at a merely nominal rent. And many another like deed had she done; always with the entire approval of her husband, who was scarcely less generous than herself. The purchaser of Fairview was a Mr. Leland, a Northern man who had been an officer in the Union army. Pleased with the Southern climate and the appearance of that section of country, he felt in- clined to settle there and assist in the development of its resources; he therefore returned some time after the conclusion of peace, bought this place, and removed his family thither. They were people of refinement and culture, quiet and peaceable, steady attendants upon Mr. Wood's ministry, and in every way conducted themselves as good citizens. Yet they were not popular: the Fosters, particu- larly Wilkins, the only son, hated them as their supplanters, and saw with bitter envy the rapid im- provement of Fairview under Mr. Leland's careful ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 35 cultivation. It was no fault of his that they had been compelled to part with it, and he had paid a fair price: hut envy and jealousy are ever unreason- able, and their mildest term of reproach in speaking of him was "carpet-bagger." Others found fault with Mr. Leland as paying too liberal wages to the negroes (including Mr. Horace Dinsmore and Mr. Travilla in the same charge), and hated him for his outspoken loyalty to the Government; for though he showed no dispo- sition to seek for office or meddle in any way with the politics of others, he made no secret of his views when occasion seemed to call for their expression. It was not a prudent course under existing circum- stances, but accorded well with the frank and fear- less nature of the man. Messrs. Dinsmore and Travilla, themselves strong Unionists, though the latter was more discreet in the utterance of his sentiments, found in him a kindred spirit. Eose and Elsie were equally pleased with Mrs. Leland, and pitying her loneliness, called frequently, inviting a return of their visits, until now the three families had become tolerably inti- mate. This state of things was extremely displeasing to Louise and Enna; scarcely less so to their father; but the others, convinced that they were in the path of duty in thus extending kindness and sympathy to deserving strangers, who were also " of the house- hold of faith" were not to be deterred by remon- 36 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. stranees or vituperation. " Scalawags " — a term of reproach applied by the Democrats of the South to the Kepublicans who were natives of that section — was what Enna called her brother, his son-in-law, and daughter, when out of hearing of her father, who, though vexed at their notice of the Lelands, was too strongly attached to his only remaining son, and too sensible of the kindness he had received at the hands of Mr. Travilla and Elsie, to permit anything of that sort. The Lelands had several young children, well- bred and of good principles, and it angered Louise and Enna that Elsie evidently preferred them to their own rude, deceitful, spoiled offspring as com- panions and playmates for her little ones. Elsie and her husband were very desirous to live on good terms with these near relatives, but not to the extent of sacrificing their children's morals; therefore did not encourage a close intimacy with their Eoselands cousins; yet ever treated them politely and kindly, and made a valuable present to each on every return of his or her birthday, and on Christmas; always managing to select something specially desired by the recipient of the favor. Mr. and Mrs. Dinsmore pursued a similar course; Eosie was allowed to be as intimate as she chose at Ion, and with her Aunt Sophie's children, but never visited Roselands except with her parents or sister; nor were the Koseland cousins ever invited to make a lengthened stay at the Oaks. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 37 One afternoon, several weeks subsequent to the events related in the last chapter, Mary and Archie Leland came over to Ion to spend an hour with their young friends. The weather was delightful, and the children pre- ferred playing out of doors; the girls took their dolls to a summer-house in the garden, while with kite, ball, and marbles the boys repaired to the avenue. "Who are those?" asked Archie, as looking up at the sound of approaching footsteps he saw two boys, a good deal older than themselves, coming leisurely toward them. * My cousins, Wal Conly and Dick Percival," an- swered Eddie. "I wish they hadn't come, they always tease me so/' "Hilloa!" cried Dick; " what! Ed Travilla, you play with carpet-baggers, eh? Eie on you! I wouldn't be seen with one." " That's not polite, Dick. Archie's a good boy; mamma and papa say so; and I like him for a play- fellow." " You do? Ah, that's because you're a scalawag." "What's that?" " What your father is and your grandfather too." "Then I don't care; I want to be just like my papa." "But it isn't nice," put in Walter, laughing, " a scalawag's the meanest thing alive." "Then you shall not call papa that, nor 38 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. grandpa! " and the child's great dark eyes flashed with anger. "Whew! Fd like to see you hinder me. Look here, Ed/' and Dick pulled out a pistol, " what d'ye think o' that? don't you wish you had one? don't you wish you could shoot ? " "I can/' returned Eddie proudly; " papa's been teaching me, and he's given me a better pistol than that." " Hey! a likely story! " cried the two tormentors, with an incredulous laugh. " Let's see it now? " " It's in the house; but papa said I should never touch it 'cept when he gives it to me; not till I grow a big boy." "Nonsense!" cried Dick, "if 'twas there, you'd bring it out fast enough. I shan't believe a word of the story until I see the pistol." " I'll show you if I'm not telling the truth! " ex- claimed Eddie, flushing hotly, and turning about as if to go into the house. But Archie laid a hand on his arm, and speaking for the first time since the others had joined them, "Don't, Eddie," he said persuasively, "don't dis- obey your father; I know you'll be sorry for it afterwards." "Hold your tongue, you young carpet-bagger/' said Dick. "Eun and get it, Ed." "No, never mind about his pistol, he can't shoot," said Walter mockingly. "If he can, let him take yours and prove it." ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 39 Eddie remembered well that his father had also forbidden him to touch firearms at all, except when with him; but the boy was naturally proud and wil- ful, and, spite of all the careful training of his parents, these faults would occasionally show them- selves. He did not like to have his word doubted, he was eager to prove his skill, which he conceived to be far greater than it was, and as his cousins continued to twit and tease him, daring him to show what he could do, he was sorely tempted to disobey. They were slowly walking on farther from the house as they talked, and finally when Dick said, "Why, Ed, you couldn't hit that big tree yonder, I dare you to try it," at the same time offering him the pistol, the little fellow's sense of duty sud- denly gave way, and snatching the weapon from Dick's hand he fired, not allowing himself time, in his haste and passion, to take proper aim. In their excitement and pre-occupation none of the boys had noticed Mr. Travilla riding into the avenue a moment before, closely followed by his body servant Ben. Almost simultaneously with the report of the pistol the former tumbled from the saddle and fell heavily to the ground. With a cry, " Oh, Mass Edard's killed! " Ben sprang from his horse and bent over the prostrate form, wringing his hands in fright and grief. He was his master's foster-brother and devotedly at- tached to him. 40 ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. The fall, the cry, the snorting and running of the frightened horses instantly told the boys what had happened, and Eddie threw himself on the ground screaming in an agony of grief and remorse, " Oh, I've killed my father, my dear, dear father! Oh, papa, papa! what shall I do? what shall I do? " Mr. Leland coming in search of his children, the men passing the gate returning from their work, all heard and rushed to the spot. The blacks crowded about the scene of the accident, sobbing like children at the sight of their loved master and friend lying there apparently lifeless. Mr. Leland, his features working with emotion, at once assumed the direction of affairs. " Catch the horses," he said, "and you, Ben, mount the fleetest and fly for the doctor. And you," turning to another, " take the other and hurry to the Oaks for Mr. Dinsmore. Now the rest of you help me to carry your master to the house. I will lift his head, there gently, gently, my good fellows, I think he still breathes. But Mrs. Travilla!" he added, looking toward the dwelling, " all seems quiet there; they have not heard, I think, and she should be warned. I wish " "I will go, I will tell mamma," interrupted a quivering child voice at his side. Little Elsie had pushed her way through the crowd and dropping on her knees on the grass was raining kisses and tears upon the pale, unconscious face. ELSIE'S MOTHERHOOD. 41 " You? poor child! " Mr. Leland began in piteous tones; but she had already sprung to her feet and was flying toward the house with the fleetness of the Tind. One moment she paused in the spacious entrance "lall, to recover her breath, calm her features, and remove the traces of her tears. " Mamma, mamma," she was saying to herself. " Lord Jesus, give me the right words to speak to her." She hardly knew to which apartment to direct her steps, but "Hark! there was the sound of the piano and mamma's sweet voice singing a song papa had brought home only the other day, and that he liked. Ah, would she ever sing again now that he " But no, not even in tftought could she say that dreadful word; but she knew now that mamma was &n the music-room; and earnestly repeating her rfilent petition for help, she hurried thither. The door was open; with swift, noiseless steps she gained her mother's side; passing an arm about her neck, and half averting her own pale, agitated face, "Mamma," she said in low, tremulous tones,