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Updated: May 26, 2025
Life . . . life was, then, to be had leastways, a view of it, a good view of it was to be heard of, by special act of Grace, on Bade's Farm, at Adams' Forge of all places. So she dressed in her neatest, and was kinder than ever to Aaron, who was missing it. For she felt it was all just for her; she alone saw Mr. Jeminy for what he was, a grand, unusual peephole on the world.
Sorrow is the next thing, Quiet is the last. Love is a good thing, Quiet isn't bad, But sorrow is the best thing I've ever had." From the Bade farmhouse, a mile below Hemlock Mountain, the road winds down to Adams' Forge, past Aaron Bade's stony fields.
"And you, madam?" he asked. "Would you care for the company of a garrulous old man at evening in your kitchen?" Margaret blushed with pleasure. "Yes," she said. "Very well," said Mr. Jeminy; "I will stay." In this fashion Mr. Jeminy settled down at Bade's Farm, as farm hand to Aaron Bade. At the end of a week he felt that he had nothing to regret.
Meanwhile the schoolmaster, in Aaron Bade's wagon, was rattling along the road, with Juliet tight asleep in his arms. As he drew near his home, he saw in the distance Barly Hill, and the lights of Barly Farm shining across the valley. "I am coming home again," he said to them; "I have no longer any pride. So now I know that I am an old man."
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