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"Miss Ann, please ma'am, make mother let me go to town to-night with Mr. Matthew and stay with Miss Bess. All her linen chest has come, and I want to see it," Polly Corn-tassel waylaid us and pleaded. I went back and laid the case before her mother. "Well, I suppose it won't hurt her if all this marriage and giving in marriage don't get into her head.
"Well, you are vastly mistaken if you think that " Bess was beginning to say in a manner that I knew from long experience would bring on a war of words between her and Matthew when a large and cheerful interruption in the shape and person of Aunt Mary Corn-tassel came around the corner of the house.
"You can take Baby Tillett and sit a little way apart from her so she won't have to feed him all the time to keep him quiet." "I can take eight people in my car, Mother Corn-tassel," said Matthew, with the most beautiful eagerness. "I can get in five," added Bess, with an equal eagerness. "Can I have the Addcocks?" Bess and the pessimistic Mrs.
"I can depend on the fur and feathers and wool tribes better than I can on you, old dear," I said to myself, while I beamed on him with a dutiful, "Thank you, sir." Then as Bud Corn-tassel had arrived to begin to hitch up the moth-eaten steeds to the ark, I ascended to my room to shed my farmer smocks, for the first time since my incarnation into them, and attire myself for the world again.
To do this she decided to stay all night, and telephoned her maid, Annette, to pack her bag and let Matthew bring it out to her when he came to help Polly Corn-tassel put their first batch of eggs into their incubator. Matthew had bought twenty hens and two nice brotherly roosters, and they had almost caught up with me in the number of their brown babies on the whole shells.
I'd rather have Reds so we could both get ribbons," she answered as she dimpled up at me as affectionately as if she had tagged at my gingham skirts at our sixth and second years. "Reds it shall be, Corn-tassel, and I'll be back with them as soon as an advertisement in the daily papers can find them for me.
"All of that is what is seething in my blood until I can't stand it," said Bess as we walked towards the barn-door. "The reason I just feel like devouring Polly Corn-tassel is that somehow she seems to taste like bread and butter to me; I'm tired of life served with mayonnaise dressing with tabasco and caviar in it.
"You love 'em, don't you, Miss Miss Corn-tassel?" he asked, with teasing delight in his voice as well as in his eyes. "Yes sir," she answered as she looked up at him merrily, all fear of him gone.
Then he stepped out of sight. When darkness came the wrecking crew worked on by the light of lamps, lanterns, and candles, for the inducement of double pay was potent. Along about midnight Mr. Lucky Broad, the shell-man, picked his way through the bales and bundles and, recognizing Phillips, greeted him familiarly: "Hello, kid! Where's her nibs, the corn-tassel Countess?" "Gone to supper."
If Ann is going to make three thousand dollars a year off one rooster and ten hens, we can make fifteen off of five times as many." "Yes, and we can bust the business all to pieces with too much stock," answered the brother Corn-tassel. "Miss Nancy has got real horse-sense starting small, and chicken-sense too." "I stand corrected," answered Matthew.
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