"Don't forget the lunch basket—and remember the wild ferns and greenery for the decorations." Aunt Janice reminded.
"We surely will bring back some beautiful decorations this time; for tomorrow will be the party day!"
Aunt Janice was as happy in her preparations as any of the younger Merediths, and had been busy already giving orders for the bountiful feast, for the whole day and evening was to be one of an entire "gala" occasion.
Gwendolyn and her son, were as merry as two children, helping Aunt
Janice with the plans wherever they could.
"How very merciful God has been!" the old lady said softly, her gaze resting lovingly on the group waiting outside, in the sunlight of another beautiful day.
"Oh, Donald—" she continued, "it seems almost too good to think of you and the dear children, coming to live here always, to gladden the years."
"We should be truly grateful," Mr. Meredith replied, "and it shall be the greatest pleasure to take care of you and your affairs."
Don had waited, not wanting to interrupt, and Aunt Janice seeing him, motioned that he come up to her side. In the happiness that had come to them all, she had not forgotten a plan that she had made for Marty and Jerry's grandfather and themselves.
"I want you to take a message to Mr. Greyson for me, Don—tell him that the manager is returning to his home in the city, and that I shall be glad if he will consider the vacancy, and accept at once if he will. The house of course goes with the position."
Don fairly exploded with the good news, as he rushed on out to catch up with the others, who had gone ahead. Nor did it take them long to find their new friends.