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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Been twice. We're not strong on trips up here. Grand-dad goes to Vancouver and Victoria once in a while. Grandmother's been here twenty years and never been five miles from the ranch, 'cept once, and she's sorry now for that once. "Joe's the one that gets all the trips. You ain't met Joe. Guess when you do you and him won't hit it. He always fights with men of your size and build."
"It's all right if you do your best," said the girl, with the little preacher touch she inherited from her grand-dad. That note always caused an imp of mischief to bob up in the young man's heart. "Hope so, de we," he said. She looked at him sharply. She might censure her father, but she allowed that liberty to no one else. "What!" she said. Jim Silver took to instant flight.
I frightened a chit of a schoolgirl, a plain, little, unformed, timorous creature. She was a Bertram, coming home from a late dissipation. She spoke of her fright, and gave her sister the cue. About midnight Catherine Bertram came out to seek me. What's the matter, Grand-dad?" "Good heavens! Nina, that glib tongue of yours has not been blabbing. Catherine!
Girls ain't got any business learnin' lessons off'n men. "Grand-dad said, 'Aw! forget it, Joe. She's got my permission, so let that end it. George Bremner's all right. "The settlers are arranging for a teacher up here next summer. Why can't she wait till then and get her lessons from a reg'lar professional, and no gol-durned amatoor, said Joe.
Still, I am glad she has returned; and I wish there were a chance of others turning up also," she added with a sigh. The Heir-to-Empire looked up gravely. "But Faithful can't come back, you know. He went to help Grand-dad to help us." "Hark to the innocent," cried Foster-mother, half in smiles, half in tears, "but it is true.
She was aware of them in others in her mother, Mr. Haggard, her grand-dad but hardly so in herself. They were of her, yet beyond her mysterious invasions from she knew not where, gleams of Eden from exile. At these times she saw men as trees walking and all created things as part and expression of a Huge Vague Life of Wonder and Beauty without end.
Thinks I don't know nothing, because I'm up here at the Crescent and not been educated any more'n grandmother and grand-dad could teach me. But I've got feelings and I ain't going to have anything more to do with him. Well, not till he knows how to treat me, same as I should be treated. Guess not then either. I don't care now. I might not want him later, might hate him. I believe I shall, too."
I wish that ours resembled him, and that he would get a child out of all the girls, and that he would make cuckolds of all the husbands. Why so? To teach these idiots to let their wives and their daughters be idle and dance attendance at the churches, and relate all the details of their household and their little sins to these bullies, as to their grand-dad.
What a witch it is! Why didn't it stay at home, and not worry the old man?" "Serve up the breakfast, Grand-dad, and believe in the salutary nature of your granddaughter's visitations." The two sat down to their meal, and both ate for a time in unbroken silence. After his third glass of sour claret, the old man spoke: "How are you, Nina? You don't look up to much?"
The Heir-to-Empire dropped his cat's cradle and went over to the old trooper and stood before him with grave, questioning eyes. "Is it so, slave? Were you with Grand-dad in the snow?" "Most-Honourable! I was," replied the old man boastfully, "and I remember as if 'twas yesterday " "Tell us the tale, trooper," interrupted Head-nurse.
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