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"She wore off a Narrow Stript pinck Cherredary Goun turn'd up with a little flour'd red & white Callico. A Stript Homespun Quilted Petticoat, a plain muslin Apron, a suit of plain Pinners & a red & white flower'd knot, also a pair of green Stone Earrings with White Cotton Stockings & Leather heel'd Wooden Shoes."
Is that anny protection? Why shouldn't such a prison tumble down upon the heads of thim as built it? Say." "I expect you'll have to ask somebody else," said the rector. He rose. "Ye're not a-goun'!" exclaimed the Irishman, in broad affectation of surprise. "Yes." "Ah! come, now! Ye're not goun' to be beat that a-way by a wild Mick o' the woods?" He held himself ready for a laugh.
But you was always such a still girl! I did like the way the women folks was floppun' all round. I say, if you feel the Power workun' in you, show it, and help the others to git it. What do you s'pose he meant by your paw's needun' him?" "I don't know. Perhaps he will," the girl answered briefly. "Goun' to tell him? Well, that's right, Janey. I kep' wonderun' why he didn't come to-night.
I s'pose 'ee might ha' knowed somethun better, Sir; but I was n' larned, an' I ran so fast as ever I could up the way I thowt home was, an' I groaned, an' groaned, an' shook my handès, an' then I thowt, 'Mubbe I may be goun wrong way. So I groaned to the Lard to stop the snow. Then I on'y ran this way an' that way, an' groaned for snow to knock off.
"Wasn't anybody ashamed of it all? Weren't you ashamed yourself, Sally?" "Well, I dunno," Sally said, easing herself from one foot to another and shifting the milk-bucket from her right hand to her left. "Where everybody is goun' one way, you don't know what to think exactly. Jane Gillespie was there, and she went on as bad as the best." "Jane Gillespie?" "Yes.
But I guess we appeared about as well as she did. I could see she was afraid of you, Christine. I reckon it's gittun' around a little about father; and when it does I don't believe we shall want for callers. Say, are you goun'? To that concert of theirs?" "I don't know. Not till I know who they are first." "Well, we've got to hump ourselves if we're goun' to find out before Tuesday."
"Then what are we goun' to do?" demanded Mela, almost crossly. She was physically too amiable, she felt too well corporeally, ever to be quite cross. "She might 'a' knowed well known we couldn't 'a' come alone, in New York. I don't see why, we couldn't. I don't call it much of an invitation." "I suppose she thought you could come with your mother," Mrs. Mandel suggested.
Christine rose and went out of the room without saying a word, and they heard her going up-stairs. Then Mela said: "I reckon the rest of us better be goun' too, father. Here, let's git mother started." She put her arm round her mother, to lift her from her chair, but the old man did not stir, and Mela called Mrs. Mandel from the next room. Between them they raised her to her feet.
Mandel, speaking to Christine on the other side of the cabin. "Her and Christine had a kind of a spat, and she was goun' to leave, but here only the other day, Christine offered to make it up with her, and now they're as thick as thieves. Well, I reckon we couldn't very well 'a' got along without her. She's about the only one that speaks French in this family." Mrs.
Christine rose and went out of the room without saying a word, and they heard her going up-stairs. Then Mela said: "I reckon the rest of us better be goun' too, father. Here, let's git mother started." She put her arm round her mother, to lift her from her chair, but the old man did not stir, and Mela called Mrs. Mandel from the next room. Between them they raised her to her feet.
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