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Updated: June 24, 2025
And the terrible shaking up she had received on the timber cart made her feel like singing old Aunt Alvirah's tune of "Oh, my back and oh, my bones!" There were two maids whom Mr.
Ruth saw that talking troubled Miss Gray and kept her mind upon her quarrel with the moving picture director; so it did not need Aunt Alvirah's warning to make the girl of the Red Mill steal away and leave the patient to such repose as she might get. Tom Cameron looked funny enough in some of the miller's garments; but he was none the worse for his bath in the river.
Had she not met Helen and found her such a dear girl and so kind a companion, Ruth told herself now that she never could have borne the dull existence of this house. She heard Aunt Alvirah's halting step upon the stair and before the old woman reached the top of the flight, Ruth plainly heard her moaning to herself: "Oh, my back! and oh, my bones!"
Old Aunt Alvirah's oft-repeated phrase fitted her condition, and she grimly repeated it: "Oh, my back and oh, my bones!" But the prospect of the other girls, coming and Tom and his friends, too and the fun in store for them all at Snow Camp, soon made Ruth Fielding forget small troubles. Besides, the muscles of youth are elastic and the weariness soon went out of her bones.
Few letters ever passed between her and the Red Mill. Aunt Alvirah's gnarled and twisted fingers did not take kindly to the pen; and Uncle Jabez loved better to add up his earnings than to spend an evening retailing the gossip of the Mill for his grandniece to peruse. Ruth knew that Jerry had soon recovered from his accident and that for several weeks, at least, had worked for Uncle Jabez.
So Ruth, feeling the importance of the occasion, selected from her store the very prettiest night gown that she owned one she had never even worn herself and brought it down stairs to the girl who had been in the river. A little later Hazel Gray was between Aunt Alvirah's blankets, and was sipping her hot tea. "My dear! you are very, very good to me," she said, clinging to Ruth's hand.
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