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"I didn't know " "You didn't know, you careless hussy!" exclaimed Mrs. Fishley, seizing her by the arm, and lifting her roughly out of her chair. "O, don't!" groaned poor Flora. I could not stand that. I rushed into the kitchen, seized poor Flora's tyrant by the shoulders, and hurled her half way across the room. My blood was up to the boiling point. I had never seen Mrs.
The shame and penitence he had manifested assured me he was not in the habit of getting intoxicated; and I was willing to believe that he had been led away by the force of circumstances a single time, and that the error would cure itself by its own reaction. "It's rather chilly this morning," said Captain Fishley. "Buck, you may make a little fire in the stove."
Squire Fishley was troubled, and, though my lawyer, who seemed to understand the matter, I had told him nothing, had influence enough to save him from any exposure, yet he was not content to leave the dark point in its present obscurity. "There does not seem to be any good reason for this concealment," added the justice. "All the essential facts have come out, your honor," said Squire Pollard.
She was satisfied, and we continued to discuss the future, until I judged that it was late enough to commence the voyage. I wished to be sure that Captain Fishley and his wife had returned from Riverport. The night was quite dark, and I had no fear that the raft would be seen; but even if it were, it was not a very uncommon thing for such a craft to go down the river.
I fed the pigs, as I always did, before I went after the mail, and carried the pail back to the shed. The door of the kitchen was open, and Mrs. Fishley was returning to her work as I entered. "You careless child! What do you mean by letting those cakes burn?" I heard her cry to poor Flora, who was sitting in her arm-chair by the cooking-stove, whereon Mrs. Fishley was baking flapjacks for supper.
Fishley was not getting the better of me in this argument; and I soon came to the conclusion that she thought so herself, for she settled into a chair, and began to exhibit some symptoms of hysterics. "O, dear me!" she groaned. "I don't have to work enough to kill common folks, I don't have more trials than any living being, but something new must come upon me. There, I shall give up!"
Then I drove to the hotel, and inquired for Squire Fishley. The landlord told me that he was engaged with a party of gentlemen in a private room. Fortunately I was in no hurry, for I could not think of disturbing a person of so much consequence as Squire Fishley.
Fishley," pleaded Flora. "You didn't tell me to see to them." "Suppose I didn't tell you! Didn't you know enough not to let them burn? You are a careless, indifferent girl, and it don't make no difference to you how much trouble you make for a body." "I would have seen to the cakes, if you had spoken to me." "I don't care anything about the cakes, anyhow," I interposed.
"He said it was a little money that he had made on his own account." "How did you make it, Buck?" "I made it honestly, and I did not steal it," was the only safe answer I could give. I confess that it must have looked very bad for me; but I could not expose Squire Fishley, and my lips were sealed.
She always wanted her own way; and when she had it which she generally did it did not suit her any better. I am inclined to think that Captain Fishley himself, at some remote period, long before I was born, had been a more decent man than he was at the time of which I write.
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