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There was a moment of silence, in which Sally's heart was going up in earnest prayer for him; then Mr. Travilla joined them and addressing Tom said, "My wife and I have been talking about your future; indeed Sally's also; for we suppose you would like to keep together."
"That we should," they said.
"Well, how would you like to emigrate to Kansas and begin life anew; away from all old a.s.sociates? I need not add that if you decide to go the means shall not be wanting."
"Thank you, sir; you have been the best of friends to us both, and to our mother, you and Mrs. Travilla," said Tom, with emotion: "and this is just what Sally and I have been wishing we could do. I understand something of farming and should like to take up a claim out there in some good location where land is given to those who will settle on it. And if you, sir, can conveniently advance the few hundred dollars we shall need to carry us there and give us a fair start, I shall gladly and thankfully accept it as a loan; hoping to be able to return it in a year or two."
This was the arrangement made and preparations to carry it out were immediately set on foot. In a few days the brother and sister bade good-bye to their kind entertainers, their mother, now nearly recovered, joined them in Philadelphia, and the three together turned their faces westward.
In bidding adieu to Elsie, Sally whispered with tears of joy the good news that Tom was trusting in a strength mightier than his own, and so, as years rolled on, these friends were not surprised to hear of his steadfast adherence to the practice of total abstinence from all intoxicating drinks, and his growing prosperity.
CHAPTER TWELFTH.
"You may as well Forbid the seas to obey the moon, As, or by oath, remove, or counsel, shake The fabric of her folly."
--SHAKESPEARE.
Scarcely had the Gibsons departed when their places were more than filled by the unexpected arrival of a large party from Roselands, comprising old Mr. Dinsmore, with his daughter Mrs. Conly and her entire family, with the exception of Calhoun, who would follow shortly.
They were welcomed by their relatives with true southern hospitality and a.s.sured that the two cottages could readily be made to accommodate them all comfortably.
"What news of Molly?" was the first question after the greetings had been exchanged.
Mrs. Conly shook her head and sighed, "Hasn't been able to set her foot on the floor for weeks, and I don't believe she ever will. That's Dr.
Pancoast's opinion, and he's good authority. 'Twas her condition that brought us North. We've left her and her mother at the Continental in Philadelphia.
"There's to be a consultation to-morrow of all the best surgeons in the city. Enna wanted me to stay with her till that was over, but I couldn't think of it with all these children fretting and worrying to get down here out of the heat. So I told her I'd leave Cal to take care of her and Molly.
"d.i.c.k's with them too. He's old enough to be useful now, and Molly clings to him far more than to her mother."
"Isn't it dreadful," said Virginia, "to think that that fall down-stairs has made her a cripple for life? though n.o.body thought she was much hurt at first."
"Poor child! how does she bear it?" asked her uncle.
"She doesn't know how to bear it at all," said Mrs. Conly; "she nearly cries her eyes out."
"No wonder," remarked the grandfather; "it's a terrible prospect she has before her, to say nothing of the present suffering. And her mother has no patience with her; pities herself instead of the child."
"No," said Mrs. Conly, "Enna was never known to have much patience with anybody or anything."
"But d.i.c.k's good to her," remarked Isadore.
"Yes," said Arthur, "it's really beautiful to see his devotion to her and how she clings to him. And it's doing the lad good;--making a man of him."
"Surely Enna must feel for her child!" Elsie said, thinking of her own darlings and how her very heart would be torn with anguish at the sight of one of them in so distressing a condition.
"Yes, of course, she cried bitterly over her when first the truth dawned upon her that Molly was really so dreadfully injured; but of course that couldn't last and she soon took to bewailing her own hard fate in having such a burden on her hands, a daughter who must always live single and could never be anything but a helpless invalid."
Elsie understood how it was; for had she not known Enna from a child? Her heart ached for Molly, and as she told her own little ones of their poor cousin's hopeless, helpless state, she mingled her tears with theirs.
"Mamma, won't you 'vite her to come here?" pleaded Harold.
"Yes, dear mamma, do," urged the others, "and let us all try to amuse and comfort her."
"If I do, my dears, you may be called upon at times to give up your pleasures for her. Do you think you will be willing to do so?"
At that the young faces grew very grave, and for a moment no one spoke.
Quick, impulsive Violet was the first to answer.
"Yes, mamma, I'm willing; I do feel so sorry for her I'd do anything to help her bear her pain."
"Mamma," said Elsie, softly, "I'll ask Jesus to help me, and I'm sure he will."
"So am I, daughter; and I think Vi means to ask his help too?"
"Oh, yes, mamma, I do!"
"And I," "and I," "and I," responded the others.
So the invitation was sent, for Molly and her mother and brother to come and pay as long a visit as they would.
A letter came in a few days, accepting it and giving the sorrowful news that all the surgeons agreed in the opinion that the poor girl's spine had been so injured that she would never again have any use of her lower limbs.
It was Mrs Conly who brought the letter to her niece, it having come in one addressed to herself. She expressed strong sympathy for Molly, but was much taken up with the contents of another letter received by the same mail.
"I've just had a most generous offer from Mr. Conly's sister, Mrs.
Delaford," she said to her niece. "She has no children of her own, is a widow and very wealthy, and she's very fond of my Isadore, who is her G.o.dchild and namesake. She offers now to clothe and educate her, with the view of making the child her heir; and also to pay for Virgy's tuition, if I will send them both to the convent where she was herself educated."
"Aunt Louise, you will not think of it surely?" cried Elsie, looking much disturbed.
"And why not, pray?" asked Mrs. Conly, drawing herself up, and speaking in a tone of mingled hauteur, pique and annoyance.
"You would not wish them to become Romanists?"
"No, of course not; but that need not follow."
"It is very apt to follow."
"Nonsense! I should exact a promise that their faith would not be interfered with."
"But would that avail, since, 'No faith with heretics,' has been for centuries the motto of the 'infallible, unchangeable,' Church of Rome?"
"I think you are inclined to see danger where there is none," returned the aunt. "I would not for the world be as anxious and fussy about my children as you are about yours. Besides, I think it quite right to let their father's relatives do for them when they are both able and willing."
"But Aunt Louise----"