When church was over

　　When church was over, Dr. Alec got into the porch as quickly aspossible, and there the young bears had a hug all round, while thesisters shook hands and welcomed him with bright faces and gladhearts. Rose was nearly crushed flat behind a door in thatdangerous passage from pew to porch; but Uncle Mac rescued her,and put her into the carriage for safe keeping.
　　"Now, girls,ugg bailey button triplet 1873 boots, I want you to come and dine with Alec; Mac also, ofcourse. But I cannot ask the boys, for we did not expect this dearfellow till tomorrow, you know, so I made no preparations. Sendthe lads home, and let them wait till Monday, for really I wasshocked at their behaviour in church," said Aunt Plenty, as shefollowed Rose.
　　In any other place the defrauded boys would have set up a howl; asit was, they growled and protested till Dr. Alec settled the matterby saying"Never mind, old chaps, I'll make it up to you to-morrow, if yousheer off quietly; if you don't, not a blessed thing shall you haveout of my big boxes."
Chapter 4 Aunts
All dinner-time Rose felt that she was going to be talked about,mont blanc pens,and afterward she was sure of it, for Aunt Plenty whispered to heras they went into the parlour"Run up and sit awhile with Sister Peace, my dear. She likes tohave you read while she rests, and we are going to be busy."Rose obeyed, and the quiet rooms above were so like a church thatshe soon composed her ruffled feelings, and was unconsciously alittle minister of happiness to the sweet old lady, who for years hadsat there patiently waiting to be set free from pain.
　　Rose knew the sad romance of her life, and it gave a certain tendercharm to this great-aunt of hers, whom she already loved. WhenPeace was twenty, she was about to be married; all was done, thewedding dress lay ready, the flowers were waiting to be put on, thehappy hour at hand, when word came that the lover was dead.
　　They thought that gentle Peace would die, too; but she bore itbravely, put away her bridal gear, took up her life afresh, and livedon a beautiful, meek woman, with hair as white as snow andcheeks that never bloomed again. She wore no black,replica gucci handbags, but soft, palecolours,Moncler Outlet, as if always ready for the marriage that had never come.
　　For thirty years she had lived on, fading slowly, but cheerful, busy,and full of interest in all that went on in the family; especially thejoys and sorrows of the young girls growing up about her, and tothem she was adviser, confidante, and friend in all their tendertrials and delights. A truly beautiful old maiden, with her silveryhair, tranquil face, and an atmosphere of repose about her thatsoothed whoever came to her!
　　Aunt Plenty was utterly dissimilar, being a stout, brisk old lady,with a sharp eye, a lively tongue, and a face like a winter-apple.
　　Always trotting, chatting, and bustling, she was a regular Martha,cumbered with the cares of this world and quite happy in them.
　　Rose was right; and while she softly read psalms to Aunt Peace,the other ladies were talking about her little self in the frankestmanner.
　　"Well, Alec, how do you like your ward?" began Aunt Jane, as theyall settled down, and Uncle Mac deposited himself in a corner tofinish his doze.