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They depend so much upon the meetings " "I reckon they can stand it for one night," said the old man. He added, "The poor ye have with you always." "That's so, Coonrod," said his mother. "It's the Saviour's own words." "Yes, mother. But they're not meant just as father used them." "How do you know how they were meant? Or how I used them?" cried the father.
"Well, do come along, then, mother," said Mela; and she got her out of the room, with Mrs. Mandel's help, and up the stairs. From the top the old woman called down, "You tell Coonrod " She stopped, and he heard her groan out, "My Lord! my Lord!" He sat, one silence in the dining-room, where they had all lingered together, and in the library beyond the hireling watcher sat, another silence.
And I believe it 'll do you good to set up. I wished I could set up with you; but I don't seem to have the stren'th I did when the twins died. I must git my sleep, so's to I don't like very well to have you broke of your rest, Jacob, but there don't appear to be anybody else. You wouldn't have to do it if Coonrod was here. There I go ag'in! Mercy! mercy!"
The social meeting-point of the people of the valley is the general store of John Marion Rains. The storehouse sits by the roadside at the foot of a mountain in the western end of the valley, just where the road tumbles down to the solid log cabin old Coonrod Pile had built, to the spring and the York home.
I can't feel right to have it left to hirelin's so. But there ain't anybody any more to see things done as they ought. If Coonrod was on'y here " "Well, mother, you are pretty mixed!" said Mela, with a strong tendency to break into her large guffaw. But she checked herself and said: "I know just how you feel, though.
The government records show that Pall Mall was made a post-office on April 3, 1832. Old Coonrod was a man of Big Business for his time; one of force of character who dominated his community and who "sized his man" by standards that were peculiarly his own. A man would come to him to buy a "poke" of corn or flour, or for a favor.
It wouldn't do for you to go with any other young man. Conrad will go with you." "I'm not certain I want to go, yet," said Christine. "Well, settle that among yourselves. But if you want to go, your brother will go with you." "Of course, Coonrod 'll go, if his sisters wants him to," the old woman pleaded.
I don't feel any hardness to him because it was him that got Coonrod killed, as you might say, in one sense of the term; but I've tried to think it out, and I feel like I was all the more beholden to him because my son died tryin' to save him. Whatever I do, I'll be doin' it for Coonrod, and that's enough for me." He seemed to have finished, and he turned to March as if to hear what he had to say.
I guess it's more of a blow to him than we realize. He was a good deal bound up in Coonrod, though he didn't always use him very well. Well, I reckon it's apt to happen so oftentimes; curious how cruel love can be. Heigh? We're an awful mixture, March!" "Yes, that's the marvel and the curse, as Browning says."
"That 'll do, then! I want you to have him come back and write for the book when he gets well. I want you to find out and let me know if there's anything I can do for him. I'll feel as if I done it for my son. I'll take him into my own house, and do for him there, if you say so, when he gets so he can be moved. I'll wait on him myself. It's what Coonrod 'd do, if he was here.
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