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If you need references, I can procure them from New York or Boston." The stranger was a tall, lean-faced man of forty or forty-five, well dressed, with a brusque yet pleasant manner of speech. His moustache and beard were black and quite heavy. Mr. Crow eyed him quietly for a moment. "I don't reckon I'll ask fer references. Our rates are six dollars a week, board an' room. Childern bother you?"
He's had croupy coughs before this, an' wheezin'-spells, an' been hot like all childern will when they eat too much, but we never went stark crazy over it." "Miss Dixie is a purty good judge, Sam," Henley answered, incisively. "She'd be hard to fool if danger was lurkin' around.
I has a frind wots a h-uncle that's ill: can you spare her, Bill, to attind him? That I can, says I; 'anything to obleedge. So Peg packs off, bag and baggidge." "And what was the sick gentleman's name?" asked Mr. R 's companion. "It was one Mr. Warney, a painter, wot lived at Clap'am. Since thin I've lost sight of Peg; for we had 'igh words about the childern, and she was a spiteful 'oman.
I can be depended on for this corner, miss, an' ye niver need bother yerself about the childern after ye've once turned 'em loose, miss.
'I guess you don't know much about childern, says I. 'Mary Rose's as big as she should be! 'When I was fourteen, says she, 'I weighed a hunderd an' ten poun's. 'That's a good weight for a growing girl, says I. 'I don't believe you weigh much more'n that now, Mrs. Bracken, says I. And that ended it. She weighs a hunderd an' thirty if she weighs a pound. An' then there's the Johnsons.
She says bein' resigned is all right 'f you c'n be alone 'n' sit down in peace, but she'd like to know how any one c'd resign themselves to a husband 'n' twelve childern all freshly stepped on. I told her's the new baby hadn't been touched, but she seemed beyond payin' attention to trifles like tellin' the truth. "Young Dr. Brown 's awful anxious for some fresh cotton 'n' old Dr.
"It's there in every lease, plain as print," Larry Donovan insisted. "No childern, no dogs an' no cats. It's in every lease." "I don't care if it is!" Kate Donovan's face was as red as a poppy and she spoke with a determination that exactly matched her husband's. "You needn't think I'm goin' to turn away my own sister's only child? Who should take care of her if I don't?
She hez me, an' I oughter be more ter her than a duzzen childern, but she ain't got no proper feelin's, Penel ain't. When I'm a' lyin' in my coffin she'll give her eyes ter hev the chance ter rub my rheumatiz, an' run for hot bottles an' flannels an' ginger tea.
Ban't no dearth o' chets or childern as I've heard on. They comes unaxed, an' unwanted tu. You might a heard tell o' some sich p'raps?" She blushed and shook with passion at this sudden new aspect of affairs. Here was a standpoint from which nobody had viewed her before. Worse far worse than her father's rage or Uncle Chirgwin's tears was this. Amos Bartlett represented the world's attitude.
Jim says I ought ter be gittin' book learnin' pretty soon." "Did you tell him that Miss Helen was teaching you to read and write a little while every afternoon?" "Yes, I told him. He liked it fust rate. Mis' Kennett said she'd let her childern stay f'rever with yer, ef they never larned a thing, 'nd so would I, dear, dear Miss Kate!
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