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"He is gone," he said, with a grave nod, in response to his daughter's questioning look. "But I misdoubt him. You had much better come with me to Belfontaine for a time, Rachel." She shook her head doubtfully. "He's an angry man, and if he should get back " said her father. "In his right mind he would be sorry " "I misdoubt him," he said again, with a sombre nod.
This is the first time I have traveled for him." "How far are you going?" "As far as Chicago." "I don't see what you can have to do with Rachel Norris. However, I don't mind telling you that she is my aunt, and well, upon my soul! Here she is now." And he ran hastily to greet a tall, thin lady, wearing a black shawl, who at that moment entered the office.
"Is it possible, then, that she did really jilt the young man?" exclaimed Aunt Rachel. "This has been said of her," I replied. "But so far as I can learn, she was really attached to him, and suffered great pain in rejecting his offer.
"A mere boy!" repeated her nephew, indignantly. "A boy hardly sixteen years old," continued Rachel. "Why, he'll need somebody to take care of him. Most likely you'll have to go after him." "What's the use of provoking a fellow so, Aunt Rachel?" said Jack. "You know I'm 'most eighteen. Hardly sixteen! Why, I might as well say you're hardly forty, when we all know you're fifty."
He reined up as he saw Rachel, and looked at her for a moment in a way that chilled her. They were now on a lonely bit of road, out of sight and hearing of any person or house. All a woman's fears rose up in her heart, but she shut her lips firmly, and rode directly toward the scout.
"I knew all that was necessary for me to know," said Rachel, somewhat brusquely. "Can't you tell me something more about father's people?" persisted the girl. "I only know that they lived in Baltimore. They never came west. Your father was about twenty years old when he left home and came to Kentucky. That is all I know, so do not ask any more questions."
Gnu looked rather angry still, although Gauche Boosey tried very hard to console her, saying as many bon mots as he could think of and you know how witty he is. He said at last; "Why is Mrs. Gnu like Rachel?" "Rachel who?" asked I. I'm sure it was an innocent question; but they all fell to laughing again, and Mr. Firkin positively cried with fun. "D'ye give it up?" asked Mr. Boosey.
Rachel could not dwell much longer on the matter, for she had to ride to Upper Avon Park to hold council on the books to be ordered for the book-club; for if she did got go herself, whatever she wanted especially was always set aside as too something or other for the rest of the subscribers. Mrs.
Rachel a woman who, though well stricken in years, had lost none of the energy and enthusiasm of youth was filled with triumphant joy at the victory of Bethsura, and declared to Zarah her intention of starting for the city in advance of the army. "I have a vow upon me a solemn vow," said the old Jewess to the maiden.
"Then why," asked he, half in extenuation, "why don't you try to look pleasant and cheerful? Why won't you be jolly, as Tom Piper's aunt is?" "I dare say I ain't pleasant," said Rachel, "as my own nephew twits me with it.
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