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"God bless you, lad, and grant you as great happiness as life ort to fetch every clean, honest man," she prayed fervently, with closed eyes and her lined old face turned skyward. "And, O God, bless Ruth, and help her as You never helped mortal woman before to know her own mind without 'variableness, neither shadow of turnin'." The Harvester was on Singing Water bridge before he gave way.
"When I'd got about ready to fly away, waitin' so, I see Abel at the fence. An' he didn't motion to me, but he swung over the top an' come acrost the stubble, an' I see he hed somethin' in his arms. I run to meet him, an' he run too, crooked, his feet turnin' over with him some in the hard ground. The sky made his face sort o' bright; an' I see he'd got a child in his arms.
Pore little woman she ain't a goslin' any more, an' 'er new feathers ain't turnin' th' rain very good neither," he reflected, shaking his head. The long day ended at last and John came to the house after the evening chores were finished. Elizabeth waited for him in her bedroom. Throughout the entire evening she had been telling herself that she must make this thing right.
Naterally the scared oaks didn't take no interest in shootin' up, when they thought they was so soon t' be eaten, so they got the habit of crouchin' low an' dependin' on the poplars fur information. They got a notion, too, of turnin' away from the sea. Sort o' sot their faces agin it, so t' speak.
But she made the words out of peeled poplar poles, with her axe, and put them up at the front of her house, facin' the track, and the blamed words stick. Mind you, she must have spent months twistin' and turnin' them poles to suit her and get the letters right, and she made a rustic fence to put them on. They're so foolish you can't forget them.
Yis, I know the place, to be sure I do He turned unsteadily on his feet, and pointed up the dark, nighdeserted road. 'You go up theer an' you ta'e th' first yi, th' first turnin' on your left o' that side past Withamses tuffy shop 'I know, said Gerald. 'Ay!
I can't marry out of the meeting." "This long time a'ready, Tillie, I was thinkin' about givin' myself up and turnin' plain," he assured her. "To be sure, I know I'd have to, to git you. You've took notice, ain't you, how reg'lar I 'tend meeting? "I have never thought about keeping company, Absalom." "Nearly all the girls around here as old as you has their friend a'ready."
'Because, says he, turnin' in the doorway, 'because, how in hell is a fella goin' to find any ants with two feet of snow on the ground? "And then Toledo and me went out. It was a mighty cold night." Overland Red rolled a cigarette, pausing in his narrative to see whether Winthrop, who sat with bowed head, was asleep or not. Winthrop glanced up. "I'm awake," he said, smiling. "Very much awake.
"'Ho, ho! says the squire, stoppin' short about two steps aff, and turnin' round facin' my father, 'is it you that's in it? an' how's all with you, Terry Neil? "'Thank your honour, says my father, gettin' courage, 'you were always a civil spoken gintleman, God rest your honour.
"Who yeh talkin' to, Wilson?" he demanded. His voice was anger-toned. "Who yeh talkin' to? Yeh th' derndest sentinel why hello, Henry, you here? Why, I thought you was dead four hours ago! Great Jerusalem, they keep turnin' up every ten minutes or so! We thought we'd lost forty-two men by straight count, but if they keep on a-comin' this way, we'll git th' comp'ny all back by mornin' yit.
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