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Updated: May 2, 2025
"We had all that out weeks ago, you know we did!" she whispered, apostrophizing that inner self that really wanted to break the brave compact. "When we knew we had to leave dear old Darrowtown, and Miss True Pettis, and Patsy Hope, and and 'all other perspiring friends, to quote Amoskeag Lanfell's letter that she wrote home from Conference. "No, Ruth Fielding!
Ruth Fielding, after her parents died, had come from Darrowtown to live with her mother's uncle at the Red Mill, as was told in the first volume of this series, entitled "Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill; Or, Jasper Parloe's Secret."
And there was one topic she longed to address him upon very much indeed. She wanted to go to school. She had always been quick at her books, and had stood well in the graded school of Darrowtown. There was a schoolhouse up the road from the Red Mill not half a mile away; this district school was a very good one and the teacher had called on Aunt Alvirah and Ruth liked her very much.
She thought of all the kind friends she had left in Darrowtown, and her long journey here, and her cold welcome to what she supposed would be her future home. Without Helen, and without Aunt Alvirah, she knew she would have gotten up, put on her clothing, packed her bag, and run away in the rain to some other place. She could not have stood Uncle Jabez alone.
Some beast had leaped down from a tree-branch to the hard snow. "A cat-o'-mountain!" yelled Fred Hatfield, and as he shouted, the lithe cat sprang over the brush heap and landed in the road, right beside the timber cart. Once Ruth had been into the menagerie of a traveling circus that had come to Darrowtown while her father was still alive.
"And it wasn't as though I couldn't have remained in Darrowtown. But Miss True Pettis " "Miss True?" repeated Helen, curiously. "Short for Truthful. Her name is Rechelsea Truthful Tomlinson Pettis and she is the dearest little old spinster lady much nicer than her name." "Well!" ejaculated the amazed Helen. "Miss True isn't rich. Indeed, she is very poor.
Nor was she less frank in giving information about herself, her old home, in Darrowtown, that she still wore black for her father, and that she had been sent by her friends to Uncle Jabez because he was supposed to be better able to take care of and educate her. Helen listened very earnestly to the tale, but she shook her head at the end of it. "I don't know," she said.
The Darrowtown schools had been so good that Ruth was able to take a high place in this one, and the teacher seated her among the most advanced of her pupils, although Ruth was younger than some of them. The fact that Ruth was well grounded in the same studies that the scholars at this district school were engaged in, made a difficulty for her at the start. But she did not know it then.
"I am Ruth Fielding, from Darrowtown," she said, in a voice that she controlled well. "I have come to to live with you, Uncle Jabez." "Where was you last night?" demanded the miller, without so much as returning her greeting. "Was you with them Camerons?" "I stayed all night with the station master," she said, in explanation. "What time did you get to the station?" Ruth told him.
So are Patsy Hope's folks Patsy is really Patricia, but that's too long for her. And all the other folks that knew me about Darrowtown had a hard time to get along, and most of them had plenty of children without taking another that wasn't any kin to them," concluded Ruth, who was worldly wise in some things, and had seen the harder side of life since she had opened her eyes upon this world.
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