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"A Home-school! that's what the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady said it was, and when I axed her to say it plainer and not so polite, she done 'splain as how the chillens, our chillens, war to be gathered in from everywhere even factories, and teached and and mothered! That's her word mothered!" "Don't them-all think us-all is mothers?" Mrs. Moore sniffed contemptuously.
The Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady I calls her, an' nights I lie an' think on her, an' she comes an' brings my daid babies to me in dreams-like, an' then I reach out for Sammy, an' I feel right comforted." Ivy came close to her caller now and looked into the weary, sunken eyes compassionately. Her contempt of the po' white trash faded before the pathetic desolateness of Liza's glance.
You'll miss the mountains but there are good, true hearts down beyond The Way." At this Marcia Lowe drew near: "Little girl come home! She is mine until you take her from Lost Hollow, Lansing Treadwell." The hands that held Cynthia's let her free. A pause followed. Then: "Good-night good-night!" The pretty, pale face flushed tenderly. "Good-night. And now come, dear Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady!"
The night he died in Miss Lowe's cabin when she war tryin' her charm on him I jes' war right glad, for the factory down to The Forge war jes' about done and I war thankful he couldn't get caught in the wheels agin! I tell yo', Rose-Lily, the mother in us-all don't get a chance in The Hollow, but the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady don' say things is goin' to be different.
Up to that instant he had not considered where he was going; he only felt the necessity of flight. "To to Trouble Neck," he answered as if some one else were speaking through him. "To her as as they call the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady." Molly did not speak again, but the answer had stilled somewhat her fear and anguish.
I've got Cynthia to her father by way of me!" Then the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady did a most unaccountable thing she fairly pranced about the room. "I've found it!" she sang; "without resurrecting old Miss Susie May Lanley! What's a stupid marriage certificate compared to God's plain handwriting? I can keep my secret now, Uncle Theodore, until the right time.
"See, I will put it this way. They call me the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady because I give them all a little drink of water and it makes them better! I made the little Hope boy well; ask Liza, she knows. I gave your Sandy a cup of cold water and it helped his throat I could have helped him more, poor boy, if he had not gone away. Martin Morley, I want to give you a cup of cold water oh! please trust me!
Later they the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady and she would go to Sandy's cabin as they had that night when Lans had claimed her and then well, beyond that Cynthia could not see! At Trouble Neck another disappointment met her. The trim cabin was empty!
Surely I do not want any one to suffer; but see here, will you come to me every day, Cynthia? I want to teach you some necessary things. Things like well book things! Things that Sandy just loved." "I reckon I will, Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady!" Then she was gone as she had come. Crothers' touch had only alarmed her; it had not soiled her.
"The Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady is in the church," Cynthia exclaimed suddenly as she neared Theodore Starr's small edifice from whose chimney smoke was rising. Then she kicked the fat sides of her mule and turned her supercilious head aside in order to escape Marcia Lowe's eyes, were they scanning The Way.
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