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Adoniram's goin' to take us all down in the covered wagon; he'll be round about half-past four." Amanda lighted Mrs. Babcock out the front door; then she returned to her tasks. She did not go to bed that night. She had put her bedroom in perfect order, and would not disturb it. She lay down on her hard parlor sofa awhile, but she slept very little.
I told Hiram to watch out, an' if he got wind of a good horse to let me know. I guess I'd better go." "I'll get out your clean shirt an' collar," said Mrs. Penn, calmly. She laid out Adoniram's Sunday suit and his clean clothes on the bed in the little bedroom. She got his shaving-water and razor ready. At last she buttoned on his collar and fastened his black cravat.
Everybody shared the wonder. When Adoniram's four new cows arrived, Sarah ordered three to be put in the old barn, the other in the house shed where the cooking-stove had stood. That added to the excitement. It was whispered that all four cows were domiciled in the house. Towards sunset on Saturday, when Adoniram was expected home, there was a knot of men in the road near the new barn.
In fact, Adoniram's rest was broken by the groans of the dying man and the footsteps of the nurses, and there close to the shadow of death his infidelity, which had been but pride of intellect and fashion, began to quail, as the thought of the future haunted him. Morning came; all was still. He asked after his fellow-lodger, and heard that he was dead. He asked his name.
"I've been round to Uncle Adoniram's to-night," Jerome added, "to get him to come here to-morrow and help with that lot of shoes. I'm going to take up with an offer I've had to cut some wood on shares. I think I can make some money out of it, and it'll be a change from so much shoemaking, for a while." "You never was the build for a shoemaker," said his uncle.
Flying to the third door, he is killed by the fellow-craft posted there on his refusing to betray the word. His assassins bury him under a heap of ruins, and mark the spot with a branch of acacia. "Adoniram's absence gives great uneasiness to Solomon and the masters.
Neither was it the fact that I wrote poetry myself although not of George Adoniram's kind because nobody ever knew that. When I felt it coming on I shut myself up in my room and wrote it out in a little blank book I kept locked up. It is nearly full now, because I have been writing poetry all my life. It is the only thing I have ever been able to keep a secret from Nancy.
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