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Updated: May 17, 2025
It played in turn upon the great leather Bible, upon Gretel's closet-bed, the household things upon their pegs, and the beautiful silver skates and the flowers upon the table. Dame Brinker's honest face shone and twinkled in the changing light. Gretel and Hans, with arms entwined, were leaning against the fireplace, laughing merrily, and Raff Brinker was dancing!
Under the fringe of trees business hummed where side by side flourished Grimes' meat shop, the drug store with the dentist's office above, Henderson's General Store, as the Company store was called, Brinker's grocery store, the Clothing Emporium, McGilroy's barber shop, Backus' hardware, and the post office.
Peter did not tell him that he had skated all the way to Haarlem for the purpose of arranging this plan with Mynheer van Holp. It was enough for him to see the glad, eager look rise on young Brinker's face. "I THINK I can do it," said Hans, "though I have never learned the trade." "I am SURE you can," responded Peter heartily. "You will find every tool you require in the workshop.
Refreshed and rested, our boys came forth from the coffeehouse just as the big clock in the square, after the manner of certain Holland timekeepers, was striking two with its half-hour bell for half-past two. The captain was absorbed in thought, at first, for Hans Brinker's sad story still echoed in his ears.
Raff Brinker's hand fell wearily and his eyes closed, but it was something to see the smile playing about his mouth as Gretel's voice floated about him like incense. It was a simple air; she had never known the words. With loving instinct she softened every note, until Raff almost fancied that his two-year-old baby was once more beside him.
"I had been strolling with Daisy Ellington after supper. It was not late hardly dark yet. She stopped at the hotel to talk with Miss Winters and I started to walk home alone. I took the short cut across the empty block just below Brinker's. He was waiting among the cottonwoods there he and two Mexicans. As soon as he stepped into the light I was afraid." "Why didn't you cry out?"
Bearing all this in mind, you will not wonder when I tell you that our five boys were among the happiest of the happy throng pouring forth from the schoolhouse that day. Peter was in excellent spirits. He had heard through Hilda of Dame Brinker's laugh and of Hans's joyous words, and he needed no further proof that Raff Brinker was a cured man.
Jumping down, he walked toward his father and placed an oblong block of pine wood in his hands. One of its ends was rounded off, and some deep cuts had been made on the top. "Do you know what that is, Father?" asked Hans. Raff Brinker's face brightened. "Indeed I do, boy! It is the boat I was making you yest alack, not yesterday, but years ago." "I have kept it ever since, Father.
"One can never tell," he said, "what moment the creatures will scream or faint." Therefore he explained Raff Brinker's case to Hans and told him what he believed should be done to save the patient. Hans listened attentively, growing red and pale by turns and throwing quick, anxious glances toward the bed. "It may KILL the father did you say, mynheer?" he exclaimed at last in a trembling whisper.
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