The Browns were up and out so early nextmorning that Bab and BeLty were sure theyhad run away in the night. But on lookingfor them, they were discovered in the coach-housecriticising Lita, both with their hands in their pockets,both chewing straws, and looking as much alike as abig elephant and a small one.
"That's as pretty a little span as I've seen for along time," said the elder Ben, as the children cametrotting down the path hand in hand, with the fourblue bows at the ends of their braids bobbing brisklyup and down.
"The nigh one is my favorite, but the off one isthe best goer, though she's dreadfully hard bitted,"answered Ben the younger, with such a comical assumptionof a jockey's important air that his fatherlaughed as he said in an undertone, --"Come, boy, we must drop the old slang sincewe've given up the old business. These good folksare making a gentleman of you, and I won't be theone to spoil their work. Hold on, my dears, and I'llshow you how they say good-moining in California,"he added, beckoning1 to the litlle girls, who now cameup rosy2 and smiling.
"Breakfast is ready, sir," said Betty, looking muchrelieved to find them.
"We thought you'd run away from us," explainedBab, as both put out their hands to shake thoseextended to them.
"That would be a mean trick. But I'm going torun away with you," and Mr. Brown whisked a littlegirl to either shoulder before they knew what hadhappened, while Ben, remembering the day, withdifficulty restrained himself from turning a seriesof triumphant3 somersaults before them all the wayto the door, where Mrs. Moss4 stood waiting forthem.
After breakfast Ben disappeared for a short time,and returned in his Sunday suit, looking so neat andfresh that his father surveyed him with surprise andpride as he came in full of boyish satisfaction in histrim array.
"Here's a smart young chap! Did you take allthat trouble just to go to walk with old Daddy?"asked Mr. Brown, stroking the smooth head, for theywere alone just then, Mrs. Moss and the childrenbeing up stairs preparing for church.
"I thought may be you'd like to go to meetingfirst," answered Ben, looking up at him with such ahappy face that it was hard to refuse any thing.
I'm too shabby, Sonny, else I'd go in a minuteto please you.""Miss Celia said God didn't mind poor clothes, andshe took me when I looked worse than you do. Ialways go in the morning; she likes to have me," saidBen, turning his hat about as if not quite sure whathe ought to do.
"Do you want to go?" asked his father in a toneof surprise.
"I want to please her, if you don't mind. Wecould have our tramp this afternoon.""I haven't been to meeting since mother died, andit don't seem to come easy, though I know I oughtto, seeing I'm alive and here," and Mr. Brown lookedsoberly out at the lovely autumn world as if glad tobe in it after his late danger and pain.
"Miss Celia said church was a good place to takeour troubles, and to be thankful in. I went when Ithought you were dead, and now I'd love to go whenI've got my Daddy safe again,"No one saw him, so Ben could not resist giving hisfather a sudden hug, which was warmly returned asthe man said earnestly, --"I'll go, and thank the Lord hearty6 for giving meback my boy better'n I left him!"For a minute nothing was heard but the loud tickof the old clock and a mournful whine7 front Sancho,shut up in the shed lest he should go to church withoutan invitation.
Then, as steps were heard on the stairs, Mr. Browncaught up his hat, saying hastily, --"I ain't fit to go with them, you tell 'm, and I'llslip into a back seat after folks are in. I know theway." And, before Ben could reply, he was gone.
Nothing was seen of him along the way, but he sawthe little party, and rejoiced again over his boy,changed in so many ways for the better; for Benwas the one thing which had kept his heart softthrough all the trials and temptations of a rough life.
"I promised Mary I'd do my best for the poorbaby she had to leave, and I tried; but I guess abetter8 friend than I am has been raised up for himwhen he needed her most. It won't hurt me to followhim in this road," thought Mr. Brown, as he cameout into the highway from his stroll "across-lots,"feeling that it would be good for him to stay in thisquiet place, for his own as well as his son's sake.
The Bell had done ringing when he reached thegreen, but a single boy sat on the steps and rail tomeet him, saying, with a reproachful look, --"I wasn't going to let you be alone, and have folksthink I was ashamed of my father. Come, Daddy,we'll sit together."So Ben led his father straght to the Squire9's pew,and sat beside him with a face so full of innocent prideand joy, that people would have suspected the truthif he had not already told many of them. Mr. Brown,painfully conscious of his shabby coat, was rather"taken aback," as he expressed it; but the Squire'sshake of the hand, and Mrs. Allen's gracious nodenabled him to face the eyes of the interestedcongregation, the younger portion of which stared steadilyat him all sermon time, in spite of paternal10 frownsand maternal11 tweakings in the rear.
But the crowning glory of the day came afterchurch, when the Squire said to Ben, and Sam heardhim, --"I've got a letter for you from Miss Celia. Comehome with me, and bring your father. I want to talkto him."The boy proudly escorted his parent to the oldcarry-all, and, tucking hiniself in behind with Mrs.
Allen, had the satisfaction of seeing the slouched felthat side by side with the Squire's Sunday beaver12 infront, as they drove off at such an unusually smartpace, it was evident that Duke knew there was acritical eye upon him. The interest taken in the fatherwas owing to the son at first; but, by the time thestory was told, old Ben had won friends for himselfnot only because of the misfortunes which he hadevidently borne in a manly13 way, but because of hisdelight in the boy's improvement, and the desire hefelt to turn his hand to any honest work, that he mightkeep Ben happy and contented14 in this good home.
"I'll give you a line to Towne. Smithers spokewell of you, and your own ability will be the bestrecommendation," said the Squire, as he parted fromthem at his door, having given Ben the letter.
Miss Celia had been gone a fortnight, and everyone was longing15 to have her back. The first weekbrought Ben a newspaper, with a crinkly line drawnround the marriages to attract attention to that spot,and one was marked by a black frame with a largehand pointing at it from the margin16. Thorny17 sentthat; but the next week came a parcel for Mrs. Moss,and in it was discovered a box of wedding cake forevery member of the family, including Sancho, whoate his at one gulp18, and chewed up the lace paperwhich covered it. This was the third week; and, asif there could not be happiness enough crowded intoit for Ben, the letter he read on his way home toldhim that his dear mistress was coming back on thefollowing Saturday. One passage particularly pleasedhim, --"I want the great gate opened, so that the newmaster may go in that way. Will you see that it isdone, and all made neat afterward19? Randa will giveyou the key, and you may have out all your flags ifyou like, for the old place cannot look too gay forthis home-coming."Sunday though it was, Ben could not help wavingthe letter over his head as he ran in to tell Mrs. Mossthe glad news, and begin at once to plan the welcomethey would give Miss Celia, for he never called herany thing else.
During their afternoon stroll in the mellow20 sunshine,Ben continued to talk of her, never tired oftelling about his happy summer under her roof. AndMr. Brown was never weary of hearing, for every hourshowed him more plainly what a lovely miracle hergentle words had wrought21, and every hour increasedhis gratitude22, his desire to return the kindness insome humble23 way. He had his wish, and did hispart handsomely when he least expected to have achance.
On Monday he saw Mr. Towne, and, thanks to theSquire's good word, was engaged for a month ontrial, making himself so useful that it was soon evidenthe was the right man in the right place. He lived onthe hill, but managed to get down to the little brownhouse in the evening for a word with Ben, who justnow was as full of business as if the President andhis Cabinet were coming.
Every thing was put in apple-pie order in andabout the old house; the great gate, with much creakingof rusty24 hinges and some clearing away of rubbish,was set wide open, and the first creature who enteredit was Sancho, solemnly dragging the dead mulleinwhich long ago had grown above the keyhole. Octoberfrosts seemed to have spared some of thebrightest leaves for this especial occasion; and onSaturday the arched gate-way was hung with gaywreaths, red and yellow sprays strewed25 the flags, andthe porch was a blaze of color with the red woodbine,that was in its glory when the honeysuckle was leafless.
Fortunately it was a half-holiday, so the childrencould trim and chatter26 to their heart's content, andthe little girls ran about sticking funny decorationswhere no one would ever think of looking for them.
Ben was absorbed in his flags, which were sprinkledall down the avenue with a lavish27 display, suggestingseveral Fourth of Julys rolled into one. Mr. Brownhad come to lend a hand, and did so most energetically,for the break-neck things he did with his sonduring the decoration fever would have terrified Mrs.
Moss out of her wits, if she had not been in the housegiving last touches to every room, while Randa andKaty set forth5 a sumptuous28 tea.
All was going well, and the train would be due inan hour, when luckless Bab nearly turned the rejoicinginto mourning, the feast into ashes. She heardher mother say to Randa, "There ought to be a firein every room, it looks so cheerful, and the air ischilly spite of the sunshine;" and, never waiting tohear the reply that some of the long-unused chimneyswere not safe till cleaned, off went Bab with an apronfull of old shingles30, and made a roaring blaze in thefront room fire-place, which was of all others theone to be let alone, as the flue was out of order.
Charmed with the brilliant light and the crackle ofthe tindery fuel, Miss Bab refilled her apron29, and fedthe fire till the chimney began to rumble31 ominously,sparks to fly out at the top, and soot32 and swallows'
nests to come tumbling down upon the hearth33. Then,scared at what she had done, the little mischief-makerhastily buried her fire, swept up the rubbish, and ranoff, thinking no one would discover her prank34 if shenever told.
Everybody was very busy, and the big chimneyblazed and rumbled35 unnoticed till the cloud of smokecaught Ben's eye as he festooned his last effort in theflag line, part of an old sheet with the words "Fatherhas come!" in red cambric letters half a foot longsewed upon it.
"Hullo ! I do believe they've got up a bonfire.
without asking my leave. Miss Celia never wouldlet us, because the sheds and roofs are so old anddry; I must see about it. Catch me, Daddy, I'mcoming down! " cried Ben, dropping out of the elmwith no more thought of where he might light than asquirrel swinging from bough36 to bough.
His father caught him, and followed in haste as hisnimble-footed son raced up the avenue, to stop in thegate-way, frightened at the prospect37 before him, forfalling sparks had already kindled38 the roof here andthere, and the chimney smoked and roared like asmall volcano, while Katy's wails39 and Randa's criesfor water came from within.
"Up there with wet blankets, while I get out thehose!" cried Mr. Brown, as he saw at a glance whatthe danger was.
Ben vanished; and, before his father got the gardenhose rigged, he was on the roof with a drippingblanket over the worst spot. Mrs. Moss had her witsabout her in a minute, and ran to put in the fireboard,and stop the draught40. Then, stationing Randato watch that the falling cinders41 did no harm inside,she hurried off to help Mr. Brown, who might not knowwhere things were. But he had roughed it so long,that he was the man for emergencies, and seemed tolay his hand on whatever was needed, by a sort ofinstinct. Finding that the hose was too short toreach the upper part of the roof, he was on the roofin a jiffy with two pails of water, and quenched42 themost dangerous spots before much harm was done.
This he kept up till the chimney burned itself out,while Ben dodged43 about among the gables with awatering pot, lest some stray sparks should be over-looked, and break out afresh.
While they worked there, Betty ran to and fro witha dipper of water, trying to help; and Sancho barkedviolently, as if he objected to this sort of illumination.
But where was Bab, who revelled44 in flurries? Noone missed her till the fire was out, and the tired,sooty people met to talk over the danger just escaped.
"Poor Miss Celia wouldn't have had a roof overher head, if it hadn't been for you, Mr. Brown," saidMrs. Moss, sinking into a kitchen chair, pale with theexcitement.
"It would have burnt lively, but I guess it's allright now. Keep an eye on the roof, Ben, and I'llstep up garret and see if all's safe there. Didn't youknow that chininey was foul45, ma'am?" asked theman, as he wiped the perspiration46 off his grimy face.
"Randa said it was, and I 'in surprised she made afire there," began Mrs. Moss, looking at the maid,who just then came in with a pan full of soot.
"Bless you, ma'am, I never thought of such athing, nor Katy neither. That naughty Bab musthave done it, and so don't dar'st to show herself,"answered the irate47 Randa, whose nice room was ina mess.
"Where is the child?" asked her mother; and ahunt was immediately instituted by Betty and Sancho,while the elders cleared up.
Anxious Betty searched high and low, called andcried, but all in vain; and was about to sit down indespair, when Sancho made a bolt into his newkennel and brought out a shoe with a foot in it whilea doleful squeal49 came from the straw within.
"Oh, Bab, how could you do it? Ma was frigheneddreadfully," said Betty, gently tugging50 at thestriped leg, as Sancho poked51 his head in for anothershoe.
"Only pieces of the roof. Ben and his father putit out, and I helped," answered Betty, cheering up alittle as she recalled her noble exertions54.
"What do they do to folks who set houses afire?
asked the voice again.
"I don't know; but you needn't be afraid, theirisn't much harm done, I guess, and Miss Celia willforgive you, she's so good.""Thorny won't; he calls me a 'botheration,' and Iguess I am," mourned the unseen culprit, with sincerecontrition.
"I'll ask him; he is always good to me. Theywill be here pretty soon, so you'd better come outand be made tidy," suggested the comforter.
"I never can come out, for every one will hateme," sobbed55 Bab among the straw, as she pulled inher foot, as if retiring for ever from an outragedworld.
"Ma won't, she's too busy cleaning up; so it's agood time to come. Let's run home, wash our hands,and be all nice when they see us. I'll love you, nomatter what anybody else does," said Betty, consolingthe poor little sinner, and proposing the sort ofrepentance most likely to find favor in the eyes of theagitated elders.
"P'raps I'd better go home, for Sanch will wanthis bed," and Bab gladly availed herself of that excuseto back out of her refuge, a very crumpled56, dustyyoung lady, with a dejected face and much strawsticking in her hair.
Betty led her sadly away, for she still protestedthat she never should dare to meet the offendedpublic again; but in fifteen minutes both appearedin fine order and good spirits, and naughty Babescaped a lecture for the time being, as the trainwould soon be due.
At the first sound of the car whistle every oneturned good-natured as if by magic, and flew to thegate smiling as if all mishaps57 were forgiven andforgotten. Mrs. Moss, however, slipped quietly away,and was the first to greet Mrs. Celia as the carriagestopped at the entrance of the avenue, so that theluggage might go in by way of the lodge58.
"We will walk up and you shall tell us the news aswe go, for I see you have some," said the young lady,in her friendly manner, when Mrs. Moss had givenher welcome and paid her respects to the gentlemanwho shook hands in a way that convinced her he wasindeed what Thorny called him, "regularly jolly,"though he was a minister.
That being exactly what she came for, the goodwoman told her tidings as rapidly as possible, and thenew-comers were so glad to hear of Ben's happinessthey made very light of Bab's bonfire, though it hadnearly burnt their house down.
"We won't say a word about it, for every one mustbe happy to-day," said Mr. George, so kindly59 thatMrs. Moss felt a load taken off her heart at once.
"Bab was always teasing me for fireworks, but Iguess she has had enough for the present," laughedThorny, who was gallantly60 escorting Bab's mother upthe avenue.
"Every one is so kind! Teacher was out with thechildren to cheer us as we passed, and here you allare making things pretty for me," said Mrs. Celia,smiling with tears in her eyes, as they drew near thegreat gate, which certainly did present an animatedif not an imposing61 appearance.
Randa and Katy stood on one side, all in theirbest, bobbing delighted courtesies; Mr. Brown, halfhidden behind the gate on the other side, was keepingSancho erect62, so that he might present arms promptlywhen the bride appeared. As flowers were scarce,on either post stood a rosy little girl clapping herhands, while out from the thicket63 of red and yellowboughs, which made a grand bouquet64 in the lanternframe, came Ben's head and shoulders, as he wavedhis grandest flag with its gold paper "WelcomeHome!" on a blue ground.
"Isn't it beautiful!" cried Mrs. Celia, throwingkisses to the children, shaking hands with her maids,and glancing brightly at the stranger who was keepingSanch quiet.
"Most people adorn65 their gate-posts with stoneballs, vases, or griffins; your living images are agreat improvement, love, especially the happy boyin the middle," said Mr. George, eying Ben withinterest, as he nearly tumbled overboard, top-heavywith his banner.
"You must finish what I have only begun," answeredCelia, adding gayly as Sancho broke loose and cameto offer both his paw and his congratulations. "Sanch,introduce your master, that I may thank him for comingback in time to save my old house.""If I'd saved a dozen it wouldn't have half paidfor all you've done for my boy, ma'am," answeredMr. Brown, bursting out from behind the gate quitered with gratitude and pleasure.
"I loved to do it, so please remember that thisis still his home till you make one for him. ThankGod, he is no longer fatherless!" and her sweet facesaid even more than her words as the white handcordially shook the brown one with a burn across theback.
"Come on, sister. I see the tea-table all ready, andI'm awfully66 hungry," interrupted Thorny, who hadnot a ray of sentiment about him, though very gladBen had got his father back again.
"Come over, by-and-by, little friends, and let methank you for your pretty welcome, -- it certainly isa warm one;" and Mrs. Celia glanced merrily fromthe three bright faces above her to the old chimney,which still smoked sullenly67.
"Oh, don't!" cried Bab, hiding her face.
"She didn't mean to," added Betty, pleadingly.
"Three cheers for the bride!" roared Ben, dippinghis flag, as leaning on her husband's arm his dearmistress passed under the gay arch, along theleaf-strewn walk, over the threshold of the house whichwas to be her happy home for many years.
The closed gate where the lonely little wandereronce lay was always to stand open now, and the pathwhere children played before was free to all comers,for a hospitable68 welcome henceforth awaited rich andpoor, young and old, sad and gay, Under the Lilacs.
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