"And now, our wedding dresses being entirely finished, Grace and I are going to try them on.

Will our father, Mamma Vi, Elsie, and Ned come up presently and see what they think of our appearance in them ?" "Of course we will," answered Violet.

"I can speak for myself and the children, and have not a doubt of Captain Raymond's desire to see how well the dainty gowns become his young-lady daughters." "He hardly considers them young ladies yet, Mamma Vi," laughed Lulu.
"And I am sure I don't want him to, for I dearly love to have him call me his own little girl," she concluded, with a look of ardent filial love and respect into her father's eyes.

"I hope he will let me always be that to him." "Always, while you wish it, daughter mine," he responded in low, tender tones, affectionately pressing the hand she had laid in his.

"Now go, array yourself in your finery, and we will follow in a few moments," he added in a little louder key, and she hastened to obey.
"Oh, mamma!" cried Elsie, who had drawn near enough to overhear nearly all that had been said, "mayn't I try my wedding dress on, too?
You know it is almost finished--all but sewing on a few buttons, Alma said a while ago." "I have no objection," said Violet, rising.