vants to wear
a pretty warm brown."

Mona was enraptured. The idea of wearing a uniform was delightful enough,
but to have one unlike what other servants wore was doubly attractive.
And when, on top of that, Miss Grace had said she had been thinking a
great deal about Mona's pretty suggestion for her wedding day, and would
be very happy indeed if her Bible-class girls would carry it out, Mona
thought that life was almost too full of happiness. "I'm afraid I shall
wake up and find it's all a dream," she said pathetically. "Mother, I'm
not dreaming, am I?"

"And I would like to give you all the muslin to make your dresses of,"
added Miss Grace.

Lucy looked at her gratefully. "It's too good of you, Miss, and you with
so much else to think about, and such a lot to get. I don't know how to
thank you."

"Then don't try," said Miss Grace. "I understand. I shall leave it to
you," turning smilingly to Mona, "to provide the flowers you are going to
throw."

"Oh, we are all doing our best to get plenty of those," said Lucy.
"There's a proper rivalry all through Seacombe, trying which of us can get
the best. There won't be any out-door roses, but we've all got bushes in
our windows."

Seacombe folk that spring tried to outdo each other in their cleaning,
too. As soon as the March winds died down, and the days grew light and
fine such a fury of whitewashing and painting, scrubbing and polishing set
in, as had never been known in Seacombe before. By the middle of April
there was not a whitewashing brush left, nor a yard of net for curtains.

"It dazzles one to walk up the street when the sun shines," Dr. Edwards
complained. "What's the meaning of it all. Is it any special year----"

"It's your year, sir," laughed Lucy. "That's the meaning of it! It's all
for your wedding day. You see, sir, you have been so good to us all, we
want to do what we can to show you and Miss Grace what we feel towards you
both."

Dr. Edwards was touched. Seacombe folk did not talk much of their
feelings, and he had never dreamed how much they felt. "It is very, very
kind of you all," he said, "and the knowledge will make us more happy than
all our wedding presents put together."

"And we are all praying, sir, that the day may be as perfect a one as ever
anybody knew," chimed in Mrs. Row, who was standing close by.

And surely no people ever had their prayers more graciously granted.
The sun shone in a cloudless sky from morni