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Updated: September 26, 2025
He knew instinctively about what Shade Buckheath was certainly no fit mate for Johnnie Consadine. And for the better to desert her poor, helpless, unschooled girl could only operate to push her toward the worse. These thoughts kept Stoddard wakeful company till almost morning.
Administrative ability is as much a native gift as the poet's voice or the actor's grace, and the managers of any large business are always on the lookout for it. Before Johnnie Consadine had been two months in the factory she was given charge of a spinning room. But the dignity of the new position even the increase of pay had a cloud upon it.
She gulped and stared from her father, where in the shine of her upheld lamp he sat blinking and grinning, to Laurella Consadine in a ruffled pink-and-white lawn frock, with a big, rose-wreathed hat on her dark curls, and Johnnie Consadine with the children clinging about her. "Have ye told her?" she gasped. And at the tone Johnnie turned quickly, a sudden chill falling upon her glowing mood.
He can out-travel and out-endure an Indian, and he's never known any other life but that of the wild and the frost." "Who's that?" Captain Consadine broke in from across the table. "Big Olaf," she answered. "I was just telling Mr Bellew what a traveller he is." "You're right," the Captain's voice boomed. "Big Olaf is the greatest traveller in the Yukon.
Laurella Consadine, commonly called in mountain fashion by her maiden name of Laurella Passmore, scrambled to her feet and tossed the dark curls out of her eyes. "Aw law huh!" she returned carelessly. "We'll get along; we always have. How do you reckon I made out before you was born, you great big somebody? What's the matter with you? Did you fail to borry a frock for the dance over at Rainy Gap?
But they went readily upon the arched feet of the mountain girl, Mandy and the poor mother looking on with deep interest. "I wish't Lou was here to see you in 'em," whispered Mavity Bence. "She wouldn't grudge 'em to you one minute. Lord, how pretty you do look, Johnnie Consadine! You're as sightly as that thar big wax doll down at the Company store. I wish't Lou could see you."
"I don't see any reason to want to knock you down with anything," she evaded the direct issue. "Go 'long, Mandy, or you won't have time to eat your dinner. Tell Aunt Mavity to send me just a biscuit and a piece of meat." "Good land, Johnnie Consadine, but you're quare!" exclaimed Mandy, staring with bulging light eyes.
"Why, Johnnie Consadine" she cried. "Is that there your ma?" Johnnie nodded. She was past speech. "Well, I vow! I should've took her for your sister, if any kin. Ain't she pretty? Beulah she's Johnnie's ma, and her and Pap has just been wedded." She turned to follow Johnnie, who was mutely starting the children in to the house.
Pap Himes's mouth was open, but no words came. He finally shut it with that click of the ill-fitting false teeth which was familiar and terrible to everybody at the boarding-house, shook out the lines over the old horse, and jogged away into the dusk. "And this here's the baby," admired Mandy, kneeling in front of little Deanie, when the newcomers halted in the front room. "Why, Johnnie Consadine!
"She sets a heap of store by what I say. All of 'em does; but Johnnie in particular. I don't know but what you're about right. Ain't no sense in bein' all tore up concernin' any gal or woman; but I believe if I was pickin' out a good worker that would earn her way, I'd as soon pick out Johnnie Consadine as any of 'em."
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