"Oh, he does not expect to be elected," replied Mrs. Gray. "But if we should go to Washington, we shall want you to go there with us. Now, please remember."
"How delightful! Well, Mrs. Gray, I will say to you as you say to little Ethel, 'We will see.'"
[CHAPTER IX.]
PRIMROSE BOWER.
Flaxie did not hear this conversation, or she would have built various castles in the air in regard to "going to Congress." It is true, people often talked before her of the coming "election," and spoke of Dr. Gray as a "candidate;" but the words were mysterious, and soon faded out of her mind.
The snow and mud had disappeared. Dandelions were shining everywhere in the tender grass, and Ethel said, gleefully,—
"Oh, see the dandy-diddles!"
The birds burst forth into song and the trees into leaves. Flaxie pointed to the soft, fresh leaf-buds slowly unfolding, and said to her mother, "Miss Pike calls them the beautiful thoughts the trees have kept all winter shut up in their hearts. Miss Pike is so funny!"
Summer came, and by the last of June Grandpa and Grandma Curtis and Grandma Hyde arrived from Kentucky. This made three grandmothers in the house at one time. The Gray family were remarkably rich in grandmothers; and there was still another, a fourth one, who might have come if she had not been too feeble, and that was dear Grandma Pressy.