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I think we can't begin to solemnize their minds too young." At this moment Sally and the little Mara entered the room. "Come here, children," said Mrs. Kittridge, taking a hand of either one, and leading them to the closed door of the keeping-room; "I've got somethin' to show you."
Why, she paints pictur's. Mis' Pennel was a-showin' on me a blue-jay she painted, and I was a-thinkin' whether she could brile a bird fit to be eat if she tried; and she don't know the price of nothin'," continued Mrs. Kittridge, with wasteful profusion of negatives. "Well," said the Captain, "the Lord makes some things jist to be looked at. Their work is to be putty, and that ar's Mara's sphere.
Kittridge, therefore, looked forward to the funeral services on Sunday afternoon as to a species of solemn fête, which imparted a sort of consequence to her dwelling and herself. Notice of it was to be given out in "meeting" after service, and she might expect both keeping-room and kitchen to be full. Mrs.
But Lord bless ye, child, there's been times with Job, and Sam, and Pass, and Dass, and Dile, and all on 'em finally, when, if I hadn't jest pulled a rope here and turned a screw there, and said nothin' to nobody, they'd a-been all gone to smash. I never told Mis' Kittridge none o' their didos; bless you, 'twouldn't been o' no use.
"To give you welcome," explains Rebecca. Then recovering herself, she begs, with a pretty bobbing courtesy, to make me known to the Reverend Adam Kittridge. The Reverend Kittridge shakes hands with an air as he would sound my doctrine on the spot, and Rebecca hastens to add that I am "a very old old friend."
For on the night that he returned and found Mara conversing with a stranger, the suspicion arose in his mind that somehow Mara might be particularly interested in him, and instead of asking her, which anybody might consider the most feasible step in the case, he asked Sally Kittridge. Sally's inborn, inherent love of teasing was up in a moment. Did she know anything of that Mr. Adams?
He heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and Captain Kittridge came slowly picking his way round among the shingle and pebbles. "Wal', now, I thought I'd find ye here!" he said: "I kind o' thought I wanted to see ye, ye see."
It never seemed to me she was cut out for hard work; but she's got sweet ways and kind words for everybody, and it's as good as a psalm to look at her." "And what sort of a wife'll she make, Captain Kittridge?" "A real sweet, putty one," said the Captain, persistently. "Well, as to beauty, I'd rather have our Sally any day," said Mrs.
"Why don't Mara want nice checked apron?" said Miss Roxy, in that extra cheerful tone by which children are to be made to believe they have mistaken their own mind. "Don't want it!" with a decided wave of the little hand; "I's too pitty to wear che't apon." "Well! well!" said Mrs. Kittridge, rolling up her eyes, "did I ever! no, I never did. If there ain't depraved natur' a-comin' out early.
On my word, Sally" "Miss Kittridge, if you please, sir," said Sally, turning round with the air of an empress. "Well, then, Miss Kittridge," said Moses, making a bow; "now let me finish my sentence. I never dreamed who you were." "Complimentary," said Sally, pouting. "Well, hear me through," said Moses; "you had grown so handsome, Miss Kittridge." "Oh! that indeed!
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