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"Charge them five cents a pail for it, and let one of the little Peckham boys handle that. I'll tell you one thing I bet you girls don't know. There's a never-failing spring about a mile up the road, and a lot of them could get water there. It's right near Cynthy Allen's old place."
"And I ain't seen you now, aunt, since the twenty-eighth of September, but I 've thought of you a great deal, and looked forward to comin' more'n usual," she ended, with an affectionate glance at the pleased old face by the window. "I 've been wantin' to see you, dear, and wonderin' how you was gettin' on," said Aunt Cynthy kindly.
And taking the initiative for the first time in his life, he stooped down and kissed her. "I knew you would be happy in my happiness," she said, the tears brimming in her eyes. "N-never have been so happy, Cynthy, never have." "Uncle Jethro, I never will desert you. I shall always take care of you." "R-read to me sometimes, Cynthy r-read to me?" But she could not answer him.
"Sometimes sometimes I think if he hadn't gone to the capital, Cynthy, this mightn't hev come," he said to her once. "But the doctor said that didn't matter, Uncle Jethro," she answered, trying to comfort him. She, too, believed that something had happened at the capital. "N-never spoke to you about anything there n-never spoke to you, Cynthia?" "No, never," she said.
On this occasion the postmaster was seated in his shirt sleeves by the stove, alone, his listeners being conspicuously absent. Cynthia, who had caught a glimpse of him through the little mail-window, thought he looked very happy and comfortable. "Great Tecumseh!" he cried, an exclamation he reserved for extraordinary occasions, "if it hain't Cynthy!"
Her father and mother and two aunts came in when they heard us. In the midst of these people Roger and Cynthy stood looking at each other with death in their eyes. They didn't seem to know anybody was there. "'Cynthy I love you I love you, Roger begged. "'I know, Dear Boy, I know! she cried back to him. "'Forgive my God, Cynthy, forgive. "'I do. "'Marry me.
He seized Wetherell's carpet-bag with one hand and Cynthia's arm with the other, and shouldered his way through the people, who parted when they saw who it was. "Uncle Jethro," cried Cynthia, breathlessly, "I didn't know you were a judge. What are you judge of?" "J-judge of clothes, Cynthy. D-don't you wish you had the red cloth to wear here?" "No, I don't," said Cynthia.
"Oh, what a person you are to think o' things! I did so dread goin' 'way up there all alone," said Abby Pendexter. "I 'm no hand to go off alone, an' I had it before me, so I really got to dread it. I do so enjoy it after I get there, seein' Aunt Cynthy, an' she 's always so much better than I expect to find her." "Well, we 'll start early," said Mrs. Hand cheerfully; and so they parted.
I a'n't goin' to say any more about that, if that's what you're afraid of, Frank," said Mrs. Durgin. "Well, I presume I do talk a good deal about Jackson when I get goin', and I presume it's natural Cynthy shouldn't want I should talk about Jeff before folks. Frank, a'n't you goin' to wait for that plate of hot biscuit? if she ever gits it here!"
"What inscription do you wish put into it?" he asked, recovering himself with an effort. Jethro thrust his hand into his pocket, and again the cowhide wallet came out. He tendered Mr. Judson a somewhat soiled piece of paper, and Mr. Judson read: "Cynthy, from Jethro" "Cynthy," Mr. Judson repeated, in a tremulous voice, "Cynthy, not Cynthia."
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