There was a little more talk about the gardens , and then they all sang together . The band delighted Nat , for Mrs. Bhaer played the piano , Franz the flute , Mr. Bhaer a bass viol , and he himself the violin . A very simple little concert , but all seemed to enjoy it , and old Asia , sitting in the corner , joined at times with the sweetest voice of any , for in this family , master and servant , old and young , black and white , shared in the Sunday song , which went up to the Father of them all . After this they each shook hands with Father Bhaer ; Mother Bhaer kissed them every one from sixteen-year-old Franz to little Rob , how kept the tip of her nose for his own particular kisses , and then they trooped up to bed . The light of the shaded lamp that burned in the nursery shone softly on a picture hanging at the foot of Nat 's bed . There were several others on the walls , but the boy thought there must be something peculiar about this one , for it had a graceful frame of moss and cones about it , and on a little bracket underneath stood a vase of wild flowers freshly gathered from the spring woods . It was the most beautiful picture of them all , and Nat lay looking at it , dimly feeling what it meant , and wishing he knew all about it . `` That 's my picture , '' said a little voice in the room . Nat popped up his head , and there was Demi in his night-gown pausing on his way back from Aunt Jo 's chamber , whither he had gone to get a cot for a cut finger . `` What is he doing to the children ? '' asked Nat . `` That is Christ , the Good Man , and He is blessing the children . Do n't you know about Him ? '' said Demi , wondering . `` Not much , but I 'd like to , He looks so kind , '' answered Nat , whose chief knowledge of the Good Man consisted in hearing His name taken in vain . `` I know all about it , and I like it very much , because it is true , '' said Demi . `` Who told you ? '' `` My Grandpa , he knows every thing , and tells the best stories in the world . I used to play with his big books , and make bridges , and railroads , and houses , when I was a little boy , '' began Demi . `` How old are you now ? ''
asked XXXXX , respectfully . ''
Asia Bhaer Christ Demi Father Grandpa Nat Rob cot viol