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Well, Fleda, there ha'n't been seen in the whole country, or by any man in it, the like of the crop of corn we took off that 'ere twenty-acre lot they're all beat to hear tell of it they won't believe me Seth Plumfield ha'n't shewed as much himself he says you're the best farmer in the state." "I hope he gives you part of the credit, Mr. Douglass; how much was there?
"I ha'n't heerd 'em sayin' nothin' about it," he said; "and if there was anythin' the matter, I suppose they'd let me know. There don't much go wrong in a man's house without his hearin' tell of it. So I think. Maybe 'tan't the same in other men's houses. That's the way it is in mine." "Mrs. Douglass would not thank you," said Fleda, wholly unable to keep from laughing.
"Sure as 'lection! he telled Mis' Simpson so, and she telled Mr. Ten Eyck; and he's cleared out." Fleda and Hugh again looked at each other. Mr. Skillcorn having now delivered himself of his news went out to the woodyard. "I hope he ha'n't carried off our cows along with him," said Barby, as she too went out to some other part of her premises.
"But have you any money at all, Jography?" asked Cecile, puckering her pretty brows anxiously; "and and are you a honest boy, Jography?" "Well, ef you ain't a queer little lass! I honest! I ain't likely to rob from you; no, tho' I ha'n't no money but ha' you?"
Why, when I was doing journey-work, I was as careless as the day's long, and so from hand to mouth didn't trouble me a bit; but now, I ha'n't been undertaking six months, and it seems that I feel worried if I don't get all the jobs going!" Martha smiled, well pleased at this confession of the change, which she knew better how to interpret than Mark himself.
He's got a feller there that ain't no more fit to be there than I am to be Vice President of the United States; and I ain't a going to say what I think I am fit for, but I ha'n't studied for that place and I shouldn't like to stand an examination for't; and a man hadn't ought to be a farmer no more if he ha'n't qualified himself. That's my idee.
Rossitur set forth his errand. "Well, and so you're looking for help, eh?" said uncle Joshua when he had heard him through. "Yes sir, I want help." "And a team too?" "So I have said, sir," Mr. Rossitur answered rather shortly. "Can you supply me?" "Well, I don't know as I can," said the old man, rubbing his hands slowly over his knees. "You ha'n't got much done yet, I s'pose?" "Nothing.
"No good, no good; nothing to say to you; found fault with my nose! ha'n't forgot it." At this moment Mr Marriot came to claim his partner, who, very willing to quit this scene of wrangling and vulgarity, immediately attended him. Miss Larolles, again flying up to her, said "O my dear, we are all expiring to know who that creature is! I never saw such a horrid fright in my life!"
With an exclamation the squire hurried to the kitchen and intrenched himself in the door just as the party reached it. "Who are ye, and by what right do ye trespass on my property?" he demanded. "Git out of the way, ole man," ordered the sergeant. "We hev orders ter take a look at yer store-room and cellar, an' we ha'n't got no time to argify."
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