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Updated: June 22, 2025
An' it's jest fightin', lovin', dyin', eatin', sleepin', same as everywhere else. There's a big story in 'em somewhere a great big story. An' it's all about the game of life goin' on in there, jest the same as it does here, an' anywher'. Yes, it's a big story and hard to read for most of us. Guess we don't ever finish readin' it, anyway until we die. Don't guess they intended us to.
I'd 'ad 'im from a pup Kitty carried 'im in 'er apron when 'e was a week old, he loved me yes 'e did! an' 'e slept in my weskit iviry night of 'is life! an' he 'adn't a fault in 'im, all lovin' an' true! an' now 'e's gone an' an'-I HATE the quality up at the Manor yes I do! I HATE 'em! an' if Miss Vancourt 'adn't never come 'ome, my doggie 'ad been livin' now, an' we'd all a' bin 'appy!"
"Of course," said Margaret, crossing the room and sitting down in a rocking-chair. "Of course. A man thinks every woman's good but his wife." "Had to break out, didn't you? Have I said you wan't good?" "Might as well say it as to act it." "How am I actin' it?" "By not lovin' me, that's how." "Not lovin' you. Have you got any postal-kyard or tillygram to that effeck? I ain't sent you no sich news.
Oh, think, father, dear father, think of his white hairs; think of his pious wife, that every one respects; think of his good-hearted, kind daughters; think of their poverty, and all they have suffered so long; an' above all, oh, think, father dear, of what they will suffer if you are the manes of takin' that sorrowful white-haired ould man out from the middle of his poor, but lovin' and dacent and respected family, and hangin' him for an act that he has repented for, maybe, and that we ought to hope the Almighty himself has forgiven him for.
And Lovin Child, when he discovered that it was not a new game but instead a check upon his activities, threw himself on his back and held his breath until he was purple, and then screeched with rage. I don't suppose Bud ever carried in wood so fast in his life.
Oh, surely, you will not blame your own Mary that was your lovin' wife and the treasure of your young and manly heart, for wishin' to see you taken from her eyes and for wishing to see the eyes that,never looked upon us all but with love and kindness, closed on us forever.
That night, when he had been given a bath in the little zinc tub they used for washing clothes, and had been carefully buttoned inside a clean undershirt of Bud's, for want of better raiment, Lovin Child missed something out of his sleepytime cudding.
She had never "seed it so cold for de season nyther, 'cept 'twas de spring Miss Marian went to hebben, and not a bit o' wonder de yeth was cole arter she war gone de dear, lovin' heart warm angel; 'deed I wondered how it ever come summer again, an' thought it was right down onsensible in her morning-glories to bloom out jest de same as ever, arter she was gone!
Cash, trundling a wheelbarrow of ore out to the tunnel's mouth, heard a howl and broke into a run with his load, bursting out into the sunlight with a clatter and upsetting the barrow ten feet short of the regular dumping place. Marie was frantically trying to untie the rope, and was having trouble because Lovin Child was in one of his worst kicking-and-squirming tantrums.
But even with these two inhuman monsters doing their best to make her miss the train, and with the street car she wanted to transfer to running off and leaving her at the very last minute, and with Lovin Child suddenly discovering that he wanted to be carried, and that he emphatically did not want her to carry the suit case at all, Marie actually reached the depot ahead of the four-five train.
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