I'm sure everybody thinks so.

Don't they, papa ?" "As far as my knowledge goes," he answered, smiling and pinching her cheek--for as usual she was close at his side--"and indeed I don't know how any one could think otherwise." "Mamma will, I'm sure," said Walter, "because we want her to, and she's always kind." "Will what ?" asked Violet coming in at that moment.
"Be one in a tableau," replied Walter.
"Yes, of course," said Violet.

"Oh we'll make a group with mamma, grandpa, Sister Elsie and her little Ned, and call it a picture of four generations.

If dear old grandpa were with us still we could make it five." "A very nice idea, my dear," the captain remarked with a glance of affectionate admiration at his young wife, as he rose and handed her a chair; "and I think we must have the group photographed." "Oh yes, Lester can do it beautifully! We'll send him word to bring his apparatus with him." "Yes," said her mother, "and we will ask him to take us all in family groups.

The pictures will be pleasant mementoes of this holiday season." "Mamma," said Walter, "I think if you would tell us all about all the New Years days you can remember, it would be a very interesting way of spending the evening." "Yes, mamma, we would all be charmed to hear your story," said Violet, the others chiming in with, "Oh yes, mamma," "Yes, Grandma Elsie, please do tell it." "Since you all seem to desire it, I will try," she answered kindly, "but I fear my reminiscences will hardly deserve the name of story.
"The first Christmas and New Years of which I retain a vivid remembrance, were those of the first winter after I had made the acquaintance of my dear father; for, as I believe you all know, I never saw him till I was eight years old.
"The occurrences of that Christmas are too familiar to most, if not all of you, to bear repetition." "And you hadn't at all a nice New Year's that time, mamma," said Rosie, softly stroking and patting the hand she held, then lifting it to her lips; for she was sitting on a stool at her mother's feet, while the others had grouped themselves around her, "suffering so with that sprained ankle." "Ah there you are mistaken, my child," Grandma Elsie answered with her own sweet smile, "for I had a most enjoyable day in spite of the injury that kept me a prisoner in my room; my father brought me a beautiful doll-baby, quite as large as some live ones that I have seen, and a quantity of pretty things to be used in its adornment.