Faithful mother! thou wilt
have thy reward.
Natalie arose the next morning, refreshed by the sweet repose which
innocence only knows, and although the day was ushered in with clouds,
and an occasional rain-drop, she proceeded to put into execution the
plans of yesterday; she had made no one a confidant of her designs, not
even Winnie; and when that little lady met her in the hall, all armed
and equipped as the weather directed, she exclaimed,--"where now? Miss
Snow-wreath! are you going to temper your indissolvable charms to an
April shower? or is it to hunt up some poor little refugee; who is so
unfortunate as to be minus an umbrella, that you are so bereft of your
senses, as to venture out, afoot and alone, this disagreeable morning?"
"Neither the one, nor yet the other, my fair sister," joyously replied
the Sea-flower, and she tripped down the steps, smiling upon the little
frightened rain-drops, which fell lightly upon her, from the skies, not
offering to treat them with such indecorum, as the spreading of her
umbrella, and, when Winnie called to her to come back, or if she would
venture forth, to take the carriage, she was far out of hearing.
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