"Come Karl, and drink a cup of chocolate. You need it as much as the children, for you were disappointed also. You thought to give them a pleasure, you mistaken man," mamma Betty said with a little smile.
"I really meant to," said Karl, quite softened.
Mamma Betty was just opening the door, when she suddenly paused.
"Karl," she said quite seriously, "will you promise me one thing?"
"Yes, my dear."
"Never surprise us again; surprises always end in disappointments."
"Well, Betty I promise," papa Karl said hurriedly, and he kept his word. So years after, when papa Karl's purse was a good deal fuller, and a piano did make its appearance, it was welcomed solemnly, as something long and rapturously expected.