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Updated: September 11, 2025
"Some day when you're a little older I'll tell ye her story an' you'll see what happens when men an' women break the law o' God. Here's Mr. Wright's letter. Aunt Deel asked me to give it to you to keep. You're old enough now an' you'll be goin' away to school before long, I guess."
As we sat looking out of the open door that evening I told them what Sally had told me of the evil report which had traveled through the two towns. Uncle Peabody sat silent and perfectly motionless for a moment, looking out into the dusk. "W'y, of all things! Ain't that an awful burnin' shame-ayes!" said Aunt Deel as she covered her face with her hand.
I soon discovered that the Dunkelbergs had fallen from their high estate in our home and that Silas Wright, Jr., had taken their place in the conversation of Aunt Deel. In the pathless forest we had a little companion that always knew its way. No matter how strange and remote the place might be or how black the night its tiny finger always pointed in the same direction.
"I wouldn't wonder go an' ask yer aunt," said Uncle Peabody. My soul was afire with eagerness. My feet shook the floor and I tipped over a chair in my hurry to get to the kitchen, whither my aunt had gone soon after the appearance of our guest. She was getting supper for Mr. Wright. "Aunt Deel, I'm goin' fishin'," I said. "Fishin'! I guess not ayes I do," she answered.
"The way of it was this she went as a children's maid into a religious femily" here the two glittering eyes were fiercely fastened upon Solomon "where she became a serious young person of decided piety, as they call it an' h l till me, but another month will make it decided enough -well, sir, deel a long she was there till the saint, her masther, made a sinner of her, and now she's likely to have her gifts, such as they ir.
I observe great Quantity of Cops. ans and almin pure & Straters of white & brown earth of 6 Inch thick. a Creek Corns in above the Bluffs on which there is great quantities of those minerals, This Creek I call Roloje a at those Allom banks Shields joined in with two Deer Camped on the S. S. a Great Deel of Elk Sign fresh Capt.
"Well, I want to know! ayes! ain't they beautiful! ayes!" Aunt Deel exclaimed as Uncle Peabody spread the trout in rows on the wash-stand by the back door. "I've got to tell you something," I said. "What is it?" she asked. "I heard him say naughty words." "What words?" "I I can't say `em. They're wicked. I'm I'm 'fraid he's goin' to be burnt up," I stammered. "It's so.
Aunt Deel had long complained that she couldn't keep up with her knitting and read so much. We had not seen Mr. Wright for nearly two years, but he had sent us the novels of Sir Walter Scott and I had led them heart deep into the creed battles of Old Mortality. Then came the evil days of 1837, when the story of our lives began to quicken its pace and excite our interest in its coming chapters.
You will think them over but you will not understand them for a long time. Ask every wise man you meet to explain them to you, for all your happiness will depend upon your understanding of these few words in the envelope." In the morning Aunt Deel put it in my hands. "I wonder what in the world he wrote there ayes!" said she. "We must keep it careful ayes!
Aunt Deel said in a low tone. She rose in a moment and beckoned to me and my uncle. We followed her through the open door to the other room. "I'll tell ye what I'd do," she whispered. "I'd give 'em to ol' Kate ayes! She's goin' to stay with us till to-morrow." "Good idee!" said Uncle Peabody. So I took the money out of their hands and went in and gave it to the Silent Woman.
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