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Updated: May 17, 2025
"Warned, he can take the long way home, and Hugon and this other may be dealt with at his leisure. Come, my girl; there's no time to lose." They left behind them the creek, the blooming dooryard, the small white house, and the gentle Quakeress.
We kept to the garden fence till it brought us along the dooryard front, facing the house. Thus far the whole place seemed fast asleep. Along the farthest, the northern, side a line of planted trees ran close to a narrow wing of but one room on each of its two stories, and the upper of these two rooms was Charlotte's.
The next morning a huge derrick frowned in the dooryard, and a picturesque group of workmen lounged under the acacias. The well had ceased to flow. Esculapius called me to a corner of the piazza, and spoke in low, hurried tones. "Something has happened," he said; "the well has stopped.
And outside the home oh, there were the most wonderful things to see. The trailing arbutus trailed everywhere; the lady slippers grew even in the front dooryard. The old trees in the yard were soon filled with nesting birds; the apple and pear trees in bloom were a sight never to be forgotten.
Their playground was the vast dooryard extending far out over the prairie. In time they were given the responsibility of herding the cows.
She skipped away through the garden to the O'Hara place, some distance below them, and finding the red-haired boy grinding an ax in the dooryard, she startled him by her breathless demand, "How much do watermelons sell for in the city?" "Shure an' it depinds on the size." "Mine are great big ones. Mrs. Grinnell says they ought to bring a pretty penny in Martindale."
Garden time came, so leaves had to be raked from the beds and from the dooryard. No one was busier than I; but every little while I ran away, and spent some time all by myself in the pulpit, under the hawk oak, or on the roof. Coming from church that Sunday, when we reached the top of the Big Hill, mother touched father's arm.
I had scarcely driven the outfit away from my own dooryard before the wagon and wagon cover, and even the map of the old trail on the sides of the cover, began to be defaced. First I noticed a name or two written on the wagon bed, then a dozen or more, all stealthily placed there, until the whole was so closely covered that there was no room for more.
Sister, with the help of Old Lem Camp, had long since raked the dooryard clean and burned the rubbish which is bound to gather during the winter. Years before there had been flower beds in front; but Uncle Jeptha had allowed the grass to overrun them.
You know how they were driven presently about our cleanly streets, every dooryard raked spick and span against their coming, and were brought at last to the mills.
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