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Updated: June 14, 2025
"Ach," she said aloud, "this here's the best fun! Abody wouldn't hardly know it's so powerful hot out to-day. All these trees round the crick makes it cool. I like wadin' and pickin' up the pebbles, some of 'em washed round and smooth like little white soup beans ach, I got to watch me," she exclaimed, laughing, as she made a quick movement to retain her equilibrium.
"She's middlin' po'ly, same's ever; got great rings under her eyes and her heart's dat heaby makes abody cry ter look at 'er. But she ain't sick, jes' griebin' herse'f to death. Ain't yer gwineter stop and see 'er? May be I kin git ye in de back way." "Not now not here. Bring her to Uncle George's house to-morrow about noon, and I will be there.
That Lyman's wantin' to be Amanda's beau and she don't want him. Guess he'll stand watchin' if he gets turned down. I never did like them Mertzheimers all so up in the air they can hardly stand still to look at abody." Lyman was standing at the window, looking out gloomily. He turned as Amanda came into the room. "I had to come, Amanda hang it, you keep a fellow on pins and needles!
The girl laughed suddenly in spite of herself "Ach, David, you're awful simple! Abody has to laugh at you. I was mad, for when I was in Greenwald I was smellin' a rose, that pink rose you gave me, and some lady on Mollie Stern's porch laughed at me and called me a LITTLE DUTCHIE! Now wouldn't you got mad for that?" But David threw back his head and laughed.
Uncle Amos's story had interfered with the snitzing. "Say," said Millie, "how can abody snitz apples when you make 'em laugh till the tears run down over the face?" "Oh, come on," cried Amanda, "I just thought of it let's tell fortunes with the peelin's!
"That Lyman Mertzheimer," said Mrs. Landis indignantly, "abody can't trust at all! He let me believe that he and Martin was walkin' along friendly like and that's how Mart got hurt. But here after Lyman left and the doctor had Mart all fixed up and was goin' he told me that Martin was in the side of the road and wouldn't got hurt at all if he hadn't run to the middle to pull Lyman back.
"My goodness," said Aunt Rebecca, "since them automobiles is so common abody don't get many how-de-dos no more as you travel along the country roads. Used to be everybody'd speak to everybody else they'd meet on the road here, Amos," she laid a restraining hand upon the reins. "Stop once! I see a horseshoe layin' in the road and it's got two nails in it, too. That's powerful good luck!
I just said to Mister this morning that I'm so glad for Martin I feel like makin' something extra for supper and ask you up for you ain't been here for a meal for long." "It's grand to ask me to it." "Ach, we don't mind you. You're just like one of the family, abody might say. We won't fix like for company, eat in the room or anything like that." "Well, I hope not. I'm no company.
"Let me see once," asked Aunt Rebecca. "Why, that's Amos and your mom." Mrs. Reist smiled and Uncle Amos chuckled. "We're peaches there, ain't? I guess if abody thinks back right you see there were as many crazy styles in olden times as there is now." Tintypes of men and women in peculiar dress of Aunt Rebecca's youth called forth much comment and many questions from the interested Amanda.
"Beulah Land," she read, a sudden compunction seizing her. "Ach, yes, Beulah Land I sang that when I was a girl still. My goodness, abody gets old quick." She sighed and returned to her sewing. "Twenty-three, countin' the last one," prompted Phil. "Mark it down. Gee, it's a cinch." But Amanda looked sober.
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