"Quite a recommendation; and if I were as sure of proving a competent teacher, I should not hesitate to grant your request. But it is a new business to me, and perhaps it would not be wise for me to undertake the tuition of more than my own three at present. However," he added, seeing her look of disappointment, "I will take the matter into consideration."
"Oh, thank you, sir! Papa, I've just thought of two things I want to talk to you about."
"Very well; let me hear them."
"The first is about my being so naughty at Viamede," she went on, hanging her head, and blushing deeply; "in such a pa.s.sion at Signor Foresti, and so obstinate and disobedient to grandpa Dinsmore."
"I was very sorry to hear of it all," he said gravely: "but what about it?"
"Don't you have to punish me for it?" she asked, half under her breath.
"No: the punishment I gave you the other night settled all accounts up to that date."
She breathed more freely.
"Papa, would you have made me go back to that horrid man after he struck me?"
"It is not worth while to consider that question at this late day. Now, what else?" he asked.
"Papa, I spoiled one of those valuable books of engravings belonging to grandpa Dinsmore; no, I didn't exactly spoil it myself, but I took it out on the veranda without leave, and carelessly left it where Rosie's dog could get at it; and he scratched and gnawed and tore it, till it is almost ruined."
"I shall replace it at once," he said. "I am sorry you were so careless, and particularly that you took the book out there without permission; but that was not half so bad as flying into a pa.s.sion, even if you hurt nothing or no one but yourself."
"But I did get into a pa.s.sion, papa, at the dog and at Rosie," she acknowledged, in a frightened tone, and blushing more deeply than before.
"I am deeply grieved to hear it," he said.
"And won't you have to punish me for that, and for getting the book spoiled?"
"No: didn't I tell you just now that all accounts were settled up to the other night?"
"Papa, you're very, very kind," she said, putting her arm round his neck, and laying her head on his shoulder.
"I am very glad, that, with all her faults, my dear little daughter is so truthful and so open with me," he said, smoothing her hair.
"Papa, I'm ever so sorry you'll have to pay so much money to replace that book," she said. "But--you often give me some pocket-money, and--won't you please keep all you would give me till it counts up enough to pay for the book?"
"It is a right feeling, a feeling that pleases me, which prompts you to make that request," he said in a kind tone, and pressing his lips to her cheek; "and probably another time I may let you pay for such a piece of carelessness, but you need not in this instance. I feel rich enough to spare the money quite easily for that and an increase in my children's weekly allowance. What is yours now?"
"Fifty cents, papa."
"Where is your purse?"
She took it from her pocket, and put it into his hand.
"Only five cents in it," he remarked, with a smile, when he had examined.
Then, taking a handful of loose change from his pocket, he counted out four bright quarters and ten dimes, and poured them into her purse.
"O papa! so much!" she cried delightedly, "I feel ever so rich!"
He laughed at that. "Now," he said, "you shall have a dollar every week, unless I should have to withdraw it on account of some sort of bad behavior on your part. Max is to have the same; Gracie half a dollar till she is a little older: and you are all to keep an account of your spendings."
He took from another pocket, three little blank-books.
"One of these is for you: the others are for your brother and sister,"
he said. "See, there is a blank s.p.a.ce for every day in the week; and, Whenever you lay out any money, you must write down in the proper place what it was that you bought, and how much it cost."
"And show it to you, papa?"
"Once in a while: probably, whenever I hand you your allowance, I shall look over your account for the week that is just past, and tell you what I think of the way you have laid out your money, in order to help you to learn to spend it judiciously."
CHAPTER XVIII.
"Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us any thing."
There was a sound of small, hurrying feet in the hall without, a tap at the door; and Max's voice asked, "May we come in?"
"Yes," said his father; and instantly the door was thrown wide. Evelyn came in with a quiet, lady-like step, and Max and Grace more boisterously.
The captain rose, shook hands with Eva, set her a chair, and sat down again, drawing Gracie to his arms, while Max stood at his side.
"Oh! what are those for?" he asked, catching sight of the blank-books.
"This is for you, this for Grace," the captain answered, bestowing them as he spoke, then went on to repeat substantially what he had just been saying to Lulu, and to replenish their purses as he had hers.
They were both delighted, both grateful.
Evelyn looked on, well pleased. "Now your allowance is just the same as mine, and I am so glad," she said to Lulu. "I have never kept an account; but I think it must be a good plan, and I mean to after this."
"There is another thing, children," said the captain: "any money that we have, is only lent to us by our heavenly Father; and it is our duty to set aside a certain portion for giving to his cause."
"How much, papa?" asked Max.
"People have different ideas about that," was the reply. "In Old-Testament times, the rule was one-tenth of all; and I think most people should not give less now: many are able to give a great deal more. I hope each of you will be glad to give as much as that."
He opened Lulu's Bible, lying on the table, and read aloud, "'He who soweth sparingly, shall reap also sparingly; and he who soweth bountifully, shall reap also bountifully. Every man according as he purposeth in his heart, so let him give; not grudgingly, or of necessity; for G.o.d loveth a cheerful giver.'"
"I'll give a tenth of all," said Lulu. "I mean to buy a little purse on purpose to keep my tenth in, and I'll put two of these dimes in it. That will be the tenth of the two dollars you've given me, won't it, papa?"
"Yes," he said.
"And I'll do the same," said Max.