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"You'd better let 'em alone, Amasy; if they're going to marry they will without any help from us; love affairs don't seem to prosper much, when old folks interfere." "Looizy, it's my opinion that Dave's too shy to make up to women folks. I don't think he'll even get up the courage to ask Kate to marry him." "Well, I never saw the man yet who was too bashful to propose to the right woman."
"Well," said Ephraim, in a voice that shook with unwonted emotion, "you kin skin me if it ain't Amasy Beard!" His eye travelled around Amasa's figure. "Wouldn't a-knowed you, I swan, I wouldn't. Why, when I seen you last, Amasy, your stomach was havin' all it could do to git hold of your backbone." Cynthia laughed outright, and even Jethro sat up and smiled.
"Well," said Ephraim, in a voice that shook with unwonted emotion, "you kin skin me if it ain't Amasy Beard!" His eye travelled around Amasa's figure. "Wouldn't a-knowed you, I swan, I wouldn't. Why, when I seen you last, Amasy, your stomach was havin' all it could do to git hold of your backbone." Cynthia laughed outright, and even Jethro sat up and smiled.
"Well," said Ephraim, in a voice that shook with unwonted emotion, "you kin skin me if it ain't Amasy Beard!" His eye travelled around Amasa's figure. "Wouldn't a-knowed you, I swan, I wouldn't. Why, when I seen you last, Amasy, your stomach was havin' all it could do to git hold of your backbone." Cynthia laughed outright, and even Jethro sat up and smiled.
"Mistah Ephum Prescott?" he said. "Yes," answered Ephraim, "that's me." Cynthia shut the door and gave him the roll, but Ephraim took it as though he were afraid of its contents. "Guess it's some of them war records from Amasy," he said. "Oh, Cousin Eph," exclaimed Cynthia, excitedly, "why don't you open it? If you don't I will."
"Mistah Ephum Prescott?" he said. "Yes," answered Ephraim, "that's me." Cynthia shut the door and gave him the roll, but Ephraim took it as though he were afraid of its contents. "Guess it's some of them war records from Amasy," he said. "Oh, Cousin Eph," exclaimed Cynthia, excitedly, "why don't you open it? If you don't I will."
"No, I do not think it is likely, mother," he answered. "Good land! and I nearly froze to death getting here!" Marthy said in an aside to Mrs. Bartlett. "I tell you, Looizy, there is nothing like suspense for wearing you out. I couldn't get a lick of sewing done to-day, waiting for Amasy to get in with the news." "Hallo! hallo! Let us in quick here we are, me and the Squire most froze!
They were alone together, the Squire and his wife, and each was alone in sorrow, the yoke of severity she had bowed beneath for thirty years uncomplainingly galled to-night. It had sent her boy out into the storm perhaps to his death. There was little love in her heart for Amasy.
"Amasy, Amasy, don't be so hard on her," pleaded his wife. But the Squire had the true huntsman's instinct when he went out to hunt, he went out to kill. "The time has come," he continued, raising his voice and ignoring his wife's pleading, "when this home is better without her." Anna had already begun her preparation to go.
"Mistah Ephum Prescott?" he said. "Yes," answered Ephraim, "that's me." Cynthia shut the door and gave him the roll, but Ephraim took it as though he were afraid of its contents. "Guess it's some of them war records from Amasy," he said. "Oh, Cousin Eph," exclaimed Cynthia, excitedly, "why don't you open it? If you don't I will."
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