She was greatly pleased, and very happy in her quiet way, especially when her father came in, kissed her fondly, and wished her many happy returns of the day.
But the most joyful surprise was when after breakfast and family worship, he led her and Lulu out to the verandah and showed them two pretty Shetland ponies, asking, “What do you think of those little fellows, children?”
“Oh! oh! what darlings!” cried Lulu. Then half breathlessly, “Papa, are they for—? Whose are they?”
He smiled at her wistful, eager, half-hopeful, half-doubtful look.
“The larger one, called Fairy, is for a little girl who seems to have gained pretty good control over a fiery temper,” he made answer; “the other, Elf, is for a birthday gift to Gracie; both from papa, who hopes his darlings will find much enjoyment in riding their small steeds.”
Before he had nearly finished the long sentence they were in his arms, hugging, kissing, and thanking him in a rapture of delight.
He returned their caresses as warmly as they were given, then helped them to mount their ponies, and gave Grace a lesson in managing hers.
Lulu seemed quite at home in the saddle, and it pleased him to perceive it.
They went round the grounds several times; then he had them dismount and go into the house.
“Your mamma has something to show you,” he said, and led them to their sitting room, where they found Violet and Alma waiting to fit each little girl with a handsome riding habit.