BY
NEW YORK
DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY
Publishers
Copyright, 1903,
By Dodd, Mead and Company.
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Published, November, 1903.
It was a lovely spring day—very lovelyat Viamede, where Mrs. Travilla—orGrandma Elsie, as some of her youngfriends loved to call her—was seated underthe orange trees on the flower-bespangledlawn, with her father and his wife, hercousins, Mr. Ronald Lilburn and Annis, hiswife, her children, and some of the more distantrelatives and friends gathered about heror wandering here and there at some littledistance on the same beautiful lawn.
“What a beautiful place this is!” exclaimedZoe, breaking a pause in the conversation.
“Yes,” said her husband, “but I am thinkingit is about time we returned to our morenorthern homes.”
“I think it is,” said his grandfather, Mr.Dinsmore.
“I also; I feel as if I had been neglectingmy business shamefully,” sighed Chester.
At that Dr. Harold shook his head smilingly.“Don’t let conscience reproach you,Chester, for what has probably saved youfrom invalidism and perhaps prolonged yourlife for years.”
“Well, cousin doctor, you will surely admitthat I am well enough to go back to worknow?” laughed Chester.
“Perhaps; but wait a little till you hear aplan I have to propose. Mother,” he wenton, turning to her, “I met a gentleman yesterdaywho has just returned from California,which he pronounces the loveliest,most salubrious section of our country, andwhat he had to say of its climate and sceneryhas aroused in me a strong desire to visitit, taking you all with me—especially thoseof our party who are my patients.”
“Hardly at this time of year; though, Isuppose, Harold,” she replied, g