Pharoah's Army Got Drowned eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 194 pages of information about Pharoah's Army Got Drowned.

Pharoah's Army Got Drowned eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 194 pages of information about Pharoah's Army Got Drowned.

“Now, you’re making fun of me, papa; but I do want to grow up dignified, and not be a silly schoolgirl all my life.”

“Take care of your common sense, and your dignity will take care of itself.”

After they crossed the ferry, and reached the New York side, Mr. Fairfield took a cab, and they made a round of the various shops, buying such beautiful things that Patty grew fairly ecstatic with delight.

“I do think you’re wonderful, papa,” she exclaimed, after they had selected the dining-room furnishings.  “You know exactly what you want, and when you describe it, it seems to be the only possible thing that anybody could want for that particular place.”

“That is a result of decision of character, my child.  It is a Fairfield trait, and I hope you possess it; though I cannot say I have seen any marked development of it, as yet.  But you must have noticed it in your Aunt Alice.”

“Yes, I have,” said Patty; “she is so decided that, with all her sweetness, I have sometimes been tempted to call her stubborn.”

“Stubbornness and decision of character are very closely allied; but now, we’re going to select the furniture for your own bedroom, and if you have any decision of character, you will have ample opportunity to exercise it.”

“Oh, I’ll have plenty of decision of character when it comes to that,” said Patty; “you will find me a true Fairfield.”

Aided by her father’s judgment and advice, Patty selected the furnishings for her own room.  She had chosen green as the predominant colour, and the couch and easy-chairs were upholstered in a lovely design of green and white.  The rug was green and white, and for the brass bedstead with its white fittings, a down comfortable with a pale green cover was found.  The dainty dressing-table was of bird’s-eye maple; and for this Mr. Fairfield ordered a bewildering array of fittings, all in ivory, with Patty’s monogram on them.

“And I want a little book-case, papa,” she said; “a little one, you know, just for my favouritest books; for, of course, the most of my books will be down in the library.”

So a dear little book-case was bought, also of bird’s-eye maple, and a pretty little work-table, with a low chair to match.

“That’s very nice,” said Patty, with an air of satisfaction, “for, though I hate to sew, yet sometimes it must be done; and with that little work-table, I think I could sew even in an Indian wigwam!”

Patty hadn’t much to say regarding the furniture of her father’s bedroom, for Mr. Fairfield attended to that himself, and selected the things with such rapidity and certainty that it was all done almost before Patty knew it.

“Now,” said Mr. Fairfield, “there are two guest-chambers to be furnished; the one you call Marian’s room, and the other for the general stranger within our gates.”

Marian’s room was done up in blue, as she had requested, and the other guest-room was furnished in yellow.

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