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As he went by the sorrel horse he gave the garment a snap which sent one of the sleeves flying against the animal's neck. With a snort of surprise the horse lifted his head and danced backward a step or two in a manner that called forth laughter from the group of Ridgleyites. "Whoa, Ebeneezer!" said Campbell. "Calm yourself," And then an idea came to his mind.
A combined kitchen and dining-room was in every separate wing, with an outside door. "I wonder," cried Dorothy, "if we've come to an orphan asylum!" "Heaven knows what we've come to," muttered Harlan. "You know I never was here before." "Did Uncle Ebeneezer have a large family?" "Only Aunt Rebecca, who died very soon, as I told you.
"Do you mean to tell me," she demanded, "that Ebeneezer voluntarily died without making some sort of provision for me and my helpless little children?" "Your distinguished relation," answered Mr. Bradford, slowly, "certainly died voluntarily. He announced the date of his death some weeks before it actually occurred, and superintended the making of his own coffin.
"Somebody said once," observed Harlan, as they drew their chairs close to the hearth, "that four feet on a fender are sufficient for happiness." "Depends altogether on the feet," rejoined Dorothy, quickly. "I wouldn't want Uncle Ebeneezer sitting here beside me no disrespect intended to your relation, as such." "Poor old duck," said Harlan, kindly.
Claudius Tiberius still purred, sticking his claws into the bark with every evidence of pleasure. "I do not know," said Mr. Perkins, sadly, running his fingers through his mane, "whether we are obliged to take as final these vagaries of a dying man. Dear Uncle Ebeneezer could not have been sane when he penned this cruel letter.
I hope you will make a wise use of the money and not spend it all on clothes, as women are apt to do. "In conclusion, let me say that I am very happy in heaven, though it is considerably more quiet than any place I ever lived in before. I have met a great many friends here, but no relatives except my wife. Farewell, as I shall probably never see you again. "Yours, "Ebeneezer Judson.
"Dead," answered Dorothy, wearily; "dead, dead. He's been dead a long time. This is our house he left it to my husband and me." "Don't let that disturb you a mite," said the old lady, cheerfully. "I like your looks a whole lot, an' I'd just as soon stay with you as with Ebeneezer. I dunno but I'd ruther." She must have been well past sixty, but her scanty hair was as yet untouched with grey.
"Everybody is going away to-morrow," returned Dorothy, coldly. "After all I've done for you?" persisted Mrs. Dodd. "What have you done for me?" parried Dorothy, with a pleading look at Elaine. "Kep' the others away," returned Mrs. Dodd, significantly. "Uncle Ebeneezer does not want any of you here," said Dorothy, after a painful silence.
Perkins, "I am living in that hope. My dear Uncle Ebeneezer, though now departed, was a distinguished patron of the arts. Many a time have I read him my work, assured of his deep, though unexpressed sympathy, and, lulled by the rhythm of our spoken speech, he has passed without a jar from my dreamland to his own.
"This must be the kitchen," said Dorothy, when the stairs finally ceased. "Uncle Ebeneezer appears to have had a pronounced fancy for kitchens." "Here's another wing," added Harlan, opening the back door. "Sitting-room, bedroom, and my soul and body! It's another kitchen!" "Any more beds?" queried Dorothy, peering into the darkness. "We can't keep house unless we can find more beds."
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