It was the intention of our friends to spend some weeks at Viamede.
“I want you to have every possible enjoyment while here, my darling,” Mr. Dinsmore said, as they sat together resting after their ride, in the wide veranda at the front of the house, looking out over the beautiful lawn, the bayou, and the lovely scenery beyond. “There are pleasant neighbors who will doubtless call when they hear of our arrival.”
“I almost wish they may not hear of it then,” Elsie said half laughing; “I just want to be left free from the claims of society for this short time, that I may fully enjoy being alone with my father and attending to the comfort of my people. But excuse me, dear papa, I fear I interrupted you.”
“I excuse you on condition that you are not again guilty of such a breach of good manners. I was going on to say there are delightful drives and walks in the vicinity, of which I hope we will be able to make good use; also, we will have a row now and then on the bayou, and many an hour of quiet enjoyment of the contents of the library.”
“Yes, papa, I hope so; I do so enjoy a nice book, especially when read with you. But I think that, for the present at least, I must spend a part of each day in attending to the preparation of winter clothing for house-servants and field hands.”
“I won’t have you doing the actual work, the cutting out and sewing, I mean,” he answered decidedly; “the head work, calculating how much material is needed, what it will cost, etc., may be yours; but you have servants enough to do all the rest.”
“But, papa, consider; over three hundred to clothe, and I want it all done while I am here to oversee.”
“Have not some of the house-servants been trained as seamstresses?”
“Yes, sir, two of them, mammy tells me.”
“Very well; she knows how to run a sewing-machine. Send for one when you order your material; both can be had in the nearest town. Aunt Chloe can soon teach the girls how to manage it; Uncle Joe, too; he has had no regular work assigned him yet, and the four can certainly do all without anything more than a little oversight from you; yes, without even that.”
“What a capital planner you are, papa,” she said brightly; “I never thought of getting a machine or setting Uncle Joe to running it; but I am sure it’s just the thing to do. Mammy can cut and the girls baste, and among them the machine can easily be kept going from morning to night. I’ll make out my orders and send for the things at once.”
“That is right, daughter; it pleases me well to note how you put in practice the lesson of promptness I have always tried to teach you. I will help you in making your estimate of quantities needed, prices to be paid, etc., and I think we can accomplish the whole before dinner. Come to the library and let us to work.”
“You dear, kind father, always trying to help me and smooth the least roughness out of my path, and make life as enjoyable to me as possible,” she said, laying her hand on his arm and looking up into his face with eyes beaming with filial love, as they rose and stood together for a moment.