"Papa," she said, rushing up to him, where he sat beside a table, with some papers before him, and throwing her arm round his neck, "dear papa! you are just too good and kind to me! Oh, I don't mean to be disobedient, wilful, or passionate ever again!"
"I am rejoiced to hear you say that, my dear little daughter," he replied, putting his arm round her, hugging her close, and kissing her tenderly; "and I do not think I shall ever regret any thing I have done for you or either of the others. It is, to me, the greatest pleasure in life to do whatever I can to make my children happy."
"I am so, so sorry I was naughty and disobedient last night," she murmured, laying her cheek to his.
"Dear child," he said, "it is fully and freely forgiven. Now run up to your room and dress."
Grace called to Lulu as she came up the stairs, "O Lu! come in here a minute, into my room. Look, look, on the bed! see how many papa has given me,—ten nice new one dollars."
Lulu counted them as they lay spread out in a row.
"Yes, ten," she said. "O Gracie! isn't it nice? isn't papa kind?"
"'Course he is; kindest man ever was made," said Grace. "Now see how many you have."
Lulu hastily spread out her roll, and counted the bills. "Nine ones, and one two," she announced.
"Just as many as mine," said Grace; "and I've got this besides," holding up a bright new silver half-dollar. "So mine's the most this time, isn't it?"