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To Rosamund these subterfuges were too obvious for comment; this she reserved for those other occasions when Brower's attentions were not made to assume the mask of business.
I slept with Uncle Eb in the garret, that night, and for long after we came to the Brower's. He continued to get better, and was shortly able to give his hand to the work of the farm. There was room for all of us in that ample wilderness of his imagination, and the cry of the swift woke its echoes every evening for a time.
The babe, the maiden, leaving home to wed The young man going forth by duty led And faltering age. Thou hadst a magic window broad and high The light and glory of the morning shone Thro' it, however dark the day had grown, Or bleak the sky. 'I know Dave Brower's folks hev got brains an' decency, but when thet boy is old enough t' take care uv himself, let him git out o' this country.
'I've no idee, said Uncle Eb. 'Well, down the hill is Paradise Valley in the township o' Faraway, he continued. 'It's the end o' Paradise Road an' a purty country. Been settled a long time an' the farms are big an' prosperous kind uv a land o' plenty. That big house at the foot o' the hill is Dave Brower's. He's the richest man in the valley.
'At David Brower's, I repeated. 'Well, I'll have t' hurry, said he, trying feebly to rise. 'Man's dyin' over he hesitated thoughtfully, 'on the Plains, he added, looking around at us. Grandma Bisnette brought a lamp and held it so the light fell on his face. He looked from one to another. He drew one of his hands away and stared at it. 'Somebody froze? he asked. 'Yes, said I. 'Hm! Too bad.
His hands were stained too often with the blood of some creature we loved. I always crept under the bed in Mrs Brower's room when Abe came he was such a terror to me with his bloody work and noisy oaths. Such men were the curse of the cleanly homes in that country. There was much to shock the ears and eyes of children in the life of the farm.
How fortunate it was that he should have happened into Joe Brower's father's store just as Joe's father was giving his son a lesson in book-keeping, and that then and there had arisen his determination to study book-keeping, and that he had commenced it; and at first with a little of Joe's help, and then with a good deal of his father's, and finally with no help at all, he conquered it.
Jed Brower, it appeared, was a name to conjure with. He could ride any horse that ever stood on four legs, he could outshoot most of the boys in the neighborhood, and he never allowed any teacher to tell him what to do. He was Texas Brower's only boy, and always had his own way. His father was on the school board.
I have told Dirk Brower that Gerard is out of Holland, but much I doubt he is not a league from Tergou." "Why, where is he, then?" "Where should he be, but with her he loves? But if so, he must not loiter. These be deep and dark and wicked men that seek him. Giles, I see that in Dirk Brower's eye makes me tremble. Oh, why cannot I fly to Sevenbergen and bid him away?
And Margaret knelt, quivering from head to foot, and prayed beside Gerard and for Gerard. "What is to do?" replied Jorian to Dierich Brower's query; "why, we have scared the girl out of her wits. She was in a kind of fit." "We had better all go and doctor her, then." "Oh, yes! and frighten her into the churchyard. Her father is a doctor, and I have roused him, and set him to bring her round.
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