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Updated: May 13, 2025
I could but show the coolness of my courage by desiring the coachman to drive on. "For God's sake, don't!" said Crasweller, jumping up. "He shan't stir a step," said Bunnit to the bar-keeper. "He can't move an inch," replied the other. "We know what our precious lives are worth; don't we, Mr Bunnit?" What could I do?
It come close round her pooty face, an' I used to hev to sidle along and get round in front of her before I could get a look at her. I hed rayther a grudge agin the bunnit on that account; but I supposed it was hahnsome, as everybody said so. I never see a bunnit o' that kind," he continued, "without thinkin' o' Mis' Meeker an' 'Melia Tyson. I swan! it makes me laugh now to think of 'em."
I don't see why somethin' plain and sensible like 'Woman wanted to do dishes and clean house for three men, wouldn't be all right; but no, it's got to have more fancy trimmin's than a Sunday bunnit. Foolishness, I call it." "You'd have a whole lot of women answerin' that advertisement, now wouldn't you?" snorted Captain Perez hotly.
"When he whangs the table, and says do they think his helmet's an old woman's bunnit, an' all the rest of it, I tell ye that's some, Miss Hildy!" "You have the spirit of the verse, Bubble," said Hilda, laughing softly; "but the words are not quite right."
She roused herself to bring in his beef-tea, and at the moment of carrying away the tray, a step sounded on the walk. She knew who it was, and smiled happily. The lighter foot keeping pace beside it, she did not hear. "Dorcas," said her father, "git your bunnit. It's time for Sunday-school." "Yes, father." The expected knock came at the door.
Repeated raps at the door brought no response, however, and just as they turned to go, Gyp, the ever present Gyp, howled a bit of news from his perch on the roof of the hen coop. "Say! 'Taint no use ter pound on that 'ere door. She ain't to home, 'cause she's somewhere else! I seen her go out. She had a basket on her head, an' a bunnit on her arm! No, a bunnit on her, oh pshaw!
'Twas a queer lookin' thing, anyhow, I sh'd think, even afore it Wal, I'm comin' to that. Sary showed it to the gals, and they liked it fust-rate; then she laid it on the kitchen table, an' went upstairs to git some ribbons an' stuff to put on it. She rummaged round consid'able upstairs, an' when she kum down, lo and behold, the bunnit was gone! Wal, Sary hunted high, and she hunted low.
We've lived opposite neighbours to Mis' Tree twenty years, and do you think I'm going to have it said that when her time came to die we stood back and let strangers, and next door to heathen, do for her? If you don't go over. I shall. Mebbe I'd better go, anyway. Wait till I get my bunnit " It ended with the deacon's going alone.
"I was working on the dam at Union Falls yesterday," chuckled Abijah, with a pleased glance at each of the trio in turn, "an' I seen this little bunnit skippin' over the water jest as Becky does over the road. It's shaped kind o' like a boat, an' gorry, ef it wa'nt sailin' jest like a boat! Where hev I seen that kind of a bristlin' plume? thinks I."
"Old Wabash is a twister for curvin' and windin' round, an' it's limestone bed half the way, an' the water's as pretty an' clear as in Maria's springhouse. An' as for trimmin', why say, Mr. Redbird, I'll jest leave it to you if she ain't all trimmed up like a woman's spring bunnit. Look at the grass a-creepin' right down till it's a trailin' in the water!
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