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"'I'm not carin' much for what them herders say, replied Ruff. "'Do you deny it? demanded Glenn. "'I ain't denyin' nothin', Kilbourne, growled Ruff. 'I might argue against me bein' disrespectful. That's a matter of opinion. "'You'll apologize for speaking to Miss Burch or I'll beat you up an' have Hutter fire you. "'Wal, Kilbourne, I never eat my words, replied Ruff.
Burch had encouraged her in the idea, not, it is to be feared, because Rebecca showed any surplus of virtue or Christian grace, but because her gift of language, her tact and sympathy, and her musical talent seemed to fit her for the work. It chanced that the quarterly meeting of the Maine Missionary Society had been appointed just at the time when a letter from Mrs.
It will be remembered by those who have been in the way of hearing Rebecca's experiences in Riverboro, that the Rev. and Mrs. Burch, returned missionaries from the Far East, together with some of their children, "all born under Syrian skies," as they always explained to interested inquirers, spent a day or two at the brick house, and gave parlor meetings in native costume.
Burch was a slim, frail little woman with dark hair, a broad low forehead, and patient mouth. She was dressed in a well-worn black silk, and looked so tired that Rebecca's heart went out to her. "They're poor as Job's turkey," whispered Mrs. Robinson; "but if you give 'em anything they'd turn right round and give it to the heathen.
But, Carley, what's to become of me?" "Oh, I never thought!" replied Carley, blankly. "It will be lonely for you. Auntie, I'll come back in the fall for a few weeks. Glenn will let me." "Let you? Ye gods! So you've come to that? Imperious Carley Burch!... Thank Heaven, you'll now be satisfied to be let do things." "I'd I'd crawl for him," breathed Carley.
"She'd make a wonderful missionary," said Mrs. Burch; "with her voice, and her magnetism, and her gift of language." "If I was to say which of the two she was best adapted for, I'd say she'd make a better heathen," remarked Miranda curtly. "My sister don't believe in flattering children," hastily interpolated Jane, glancing toward Mrs.
She seemed to have a difficult approach to undefined and unusual thoughts. All this was so different from her regular life. Besides she was tired. But these explanations did not suffice. There was a pang in her breast which must owe its origin to the fact that Glenn Kilbourne had been ill in this little room and some other girl than Carley Burch had nursed him. "Am I jealous?" she whispered. "No!"
Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles. The effect of the Burches' visit on Rebecca is not easily described. Nevertheless, as she looked back upon it from the vantage ground of after years, she felt that the moment when Mr. Burch asked her to "lead in prayer" marked an epoch in her life.
"That niece of yours is the most remarkable girl I have seen in years," said Mr. Burch when the door closed. "She seems to be turnin' out smart enough lately, but she's consid'able heedless," answered Miranda, "an' most too lively." "We must remember that it is deficient, not excessive vitality, that makes the greatest trouble in this world," returned Mr. Burch.
Nobody was going to know anything about it, anyway. When the proper time came he would burn the Sadie Burch letter and forget Sadie Burch. That is, he thought he was going to and that he could. But as Plautus says: "Nihil est miserius quam animus hominis conscius."
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