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"I think you will find her more easy to entertain than Cousin Mehitabel." Then, seeing that Harrie answered absently, and how exhausted she looked, he expressed his sorrow that she should have worked so long over the shirts, and kissed her as he spoke; while Harrie cried a little, and felt as if she would cut them all over again for that. The next day Miss Dallas and Mrs.
The family consisted of Peter Nash and Hannah his wife, David, their son, a youth of seventeen, Deborah and Mehitabel, their two daughters, aged respectively nineteen and fourteen, Mrs. Elizabeth Nash, the mother of Peter, aged sixty-four, and Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Nash.
As this was a mark of deep affection, King only grinned at her and retied it, with an ease and grace born of long practice. "Well, Mehitabel," said Cousin Jack, "I always said you were a child who could do the most unexpected things. Here you've been and turned this whole house upside down and had us all nearly crazy, and here you are back again as smiling as a basket of chips.
Straitest among the strict, John Cotton Fletcher and his wife Mehitabel held all lightness of conduct or gamesomeness of speech as sin most devoutly to be prayed and striven against, and not only 'kept' the ten commandments with pious zeal, but, for the better serving of the Lord, invented an eleventh, which read 'Laugh not at all. Holy days they knew, in number during the year fifty-four, namely, the fifty-two 'Sabbaths' and the governor's Fast and Thanksgiving days; holidays they held in utter abhorrence, deeming Christmas, especially, an invention of the devil.
Wynne shrank a little, but Berenice noted that he bore the pain pluckily. The sleeve was cut to the shoulder, and his arm laid bare. A jagged cut was revealed reaching from the wrist to the elbow; a cut so ugly in appearance that the girl went faint again. "There, there, Miss Bee," old Mehitabel said, taking her by the shoulder. "You've had enough of this sort of thing for one night.
Their destination was Lakewood, but for quite a distance their road lay along by the shore before they turned inland. Marjorie sat back, beside Cousin Ethel, and King sat in front with Cousin Jack. "Let's play Roadside Euchre," said Midget. "We go too fast for that," said King. "We couldn't see the things to count them." "What is it, Mehitabel?" asked Cousin Jack. "We aren't going so very fast."
They all handled axe and gun as skillfully as the men of the household; they could row a boat, ride horseback, swim, and drag a seine for shad; and Mehitabel, the younger daughter, though only fourteen years old, was already a woman of more than ordinary size and strength.
They had traveled about a good deal in the eight years since then, and Stevie had lived in some famous and beautiful old cities; but in his estimation no place was equal to his beloved America, of which Mehitabel Higginson had told him so much, and to which he longed to get back.
Then they all left the table, and with Cousin Jack as ringleader, they played merry games until late in the afternoon. At last the children all went home, and Marjorie threw her arms around Cousin Jack's neck, in a burst of gratitude. "You are too good to us!" she exclaimed. "Now, Mehitabel, you know I think nothing could be too good for you, you're such a gay little Maynard!
Now, I propose to consider thirteen a lucky number, and before your birthday is over, you'll agree with me, I know." "I 'spect I shall, Cousin Jack. And I'm much obliged to you." "That's right, Mehitabel. Always be grateful to your elders. They do a lot for you." "You needn't laugh, Cousin Jack. You're awful good to me." "Good to myself, you mean.
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