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Updated: June 26, 2025
Woolgathering, ain't ye?" Maria was her only confidante and her only comfort. The Boston girl laughed when she listened to her fears, and braced her up with fairy stories of the winnings of Miss Henders and Slathers and the money they were making; but the relief was only temporary. Soon the strain began to show itself in her face. "You ain't sick, Abbie, be you?" asked the mother. "No?
They had already been clearing it at the other end, or his words would have been choked. "You're snawed up, Davit," cried Henders, in a voice that was entirely businesslike; "hae ye a spade?" A conversation ensued up and down this unusual channel of communication. The unlucky householder, taking no thought of the morrow, was without a spade.
He made his way to a window first, and, clearing the snow from the top of it, pointed out that he could not conscientiously proceed further until the debt had been paid. "Money doon," he cried, as soon as he reached a pane of glass; or, "Come awa wi' my saxpence noo." The belief that this day had not come to Henders unexpectedly was borne out by the method of the crafty callant.
He made his way to a window first, and, clearing the snow from the top of it, pointed out that he could not conscientiously proceed further until the debt had been paid. "Money doon," he cried, as soon as he reached a pane of glass; or, "Come awa wi' my saxpence noo." The belief that this day had not come to Henders unexpectedly was borne out by the method of the crafty callant.
Half a dozen times within the next fortnight the town was reburied in snow. This generally happened in the night-time; but the inhabitants were not to be caught unprepared again. Spades stood ready to their hands in the morning, and they fought their way above ground without Henders Ramsay's assistance.
Gin ye're no willin' to say saxpence, I'm aff to Will'um Pyatt's. He's buried too." So the victim had to make up his mind to one of two things; he must either say saxpence or remain where he was. If Henders was "promised," he took good care that no snowed-up inhabitant should perjure himself.
"Nobody henders your gettin' at me," said Mr. Bickford composedly. "But that ain't answerin' my question." "If I didn't respect them two gentlemen too much, I'd shoot you where you stand," said the Pike man. "I've got a shootin'-iron myself, old Rip-tail, and I'm goin' to use it if necessary."
You often see folks who think, or say they think, that one set of faculties henders another set from workin'. But it hain't no such thing.
Slathers has made eight hundred dollars, and I know for sure that Miss Henders is going to leave the cloak department and set up a typewriting place, because she told me so; she's got a brother in the feed business who staked her." "Staked her? What's that?" "Loaned her the money," answered Maria, a certain pity in her voice for one so green and countrified. "How do you get it?"
Most of the leading shops are here, and the decorous draper ventures a few yards from the pavement to scan the sky, or note the effect of his new arrangement in scarves. Planted against his door is the butcher, Henders Todd, white-aproned, and with a knife in his hand, gazing interestedly at the draper, for a mere man may look at an elder.
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