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Then after a pause, "Ye may go on with your readin'; I 'm no ways prejudiced. I think Prodestan and Catholic is pretty much alike with God."
"Are you going to keep me here all day?" asked his host sulkily. "Only till about four o'clock. We're paired, you and me, so we'll both stay away from the election. Why don't you pick you a good book and enjoy yoreself? There's a lot of A 1 readin' in that case over there. It'll sure improve yore mind." Clarendon ground his teeth impotently.
Now, Mamma, we can't let this goof stay here all night. I guess he's a thief. I ain't goin' to let the folks have a laugh on you. Didn't your father always keep a diary?" "Think of your rememberin' that, Dammy! Yes, always." "That's what Frisco's readin' up in. He's smart. Used to do im'tations of actors and cry like a hose pipe. Spotted that. Where's the strawb'ry jam?" "Right here, Dammy.
"Ye take th' case iv me frind fr'm Mud Center that I was readin' about th' other day. There was a martyr f'r ye. Poor fellow! Me eyes filled with tears thinkin' about him. Whin a young man he marrid. He was a fireman in thim days, an' th' objict iv his etarnal affection was th' daughter iv th' most popylar saloon keeper in town. A gr-reat socyal gulf opened between thim.
"I met that ragged ol' woman in the road t'other day an' she give me a lot of 'em an' showed me the pictures an' I got to readin' 'em. Don't you tell anybody 'cause my ol' dad hates stories an' he'd lick me 'til I couldn't stan' if he knew I was readin' 'em." I begged him to read out loud and he read from a tale of two robbers named Thunderbolt and Lightfoot who lived in a cave in the mountains.
He stared at her directly for a moment, from under his heavy brows; but her own gaze never wavered. "How much schoolin' do you want?" he demanded, harshly. "If you please Uncle Jabez, all I can get," replied Ruth. "Ha! Readin', writin', an' mighty little 'rithmatic we called 'em 'the three R's did for me when I was a boy. The school tax they put onto me ev'ry year is something wicked.
He seed me comin' towards him, and readin' my intention frae my look maybe, or frae the stick in my hand, he pu'ed oot a lang knife frae his pocket and swore wi' the most awfu' oaths that if I didna stan' back he'd be the death o' me. Ma conscience! the words the chiel used was eneugh tae mak' the hair stand straight on your heid. I wonder he wasna struck deid where he stood.
Farmer-folks in Californy ain't got the money ter spend in readin' matter. They're in big luck these times if they kin pay the interest on their mortgages. With wheat at eighty cents a cental, an' barley not wuth the haulin', it seems most an impertinence to ask grangers ter buy books." "Do you make twenty dollars a month at the business?" She shook her head sorrowfully.
"Now what do those scratches mean?" "I. W. 2:15," says I, readin' it off. "The arrow points to Inez. He must be with her now." "Wherever that is!" growls Mr. Ellins. "Go on." "Say, lemme think a minute," says I, slippin' into the swing chair and doin' the Sherlock gaze at the desk. "Oh, certainly!" says he, snappy and sarcastic. "Take a nap over it!
"Only, somethin' inside o' me, I guess 'twas my heart, kept bleedin' an' cryin' out that my boy should have been among them my little brown-eyed Willie who used to sit out in the sun readin' every minute he could get. I can see him now, sittin' there, jest as if 'twas yesterday " Her voice trailed off, and in a silence eloquent with sympathy the girls waited for her to go on.
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