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An' that's how I got figgerin' after awhiles, an' so I ups an' has it out squar'. Y' see," he finished, with an air of pride which brought a smile to Seth's face, "I kind o' swep' Ma off her feet." The younger man had no reply to make. His mind went back to Ma's version of Rube's courtship.
"What are you going to be, Jamesey? A farmer?" said Marsh. "No. I wouldn't be a farmer for the world!..." "But why?" The boy changed his position and faced round to them. "Sure, there's nothin' to do but work from the dawn till the dark," he said, "an' you never get no diversion at all. I'm quaren tired of this place, I can tell you, an' my ma's tired of it too.
Four thousand!" "I could have paid it back, Renie; the system was all right, but " "Four thousand! Four thousand!" "He he was all for detaining me right away, Renie; sending for pa, and and sicking the law right on his his own sister's son. On my knees for three hours I had to beg, Renie on my knees, for ma's sake and your sake and pa's just for a little time I begged.
Before beginning to chop at the tree they knelt and prayed that the white Ma's God would prove stronger than the juju. Then they got up and began to chop. Soon the tree fell with a mighty crash. Ma's God had won! The juju tree was used for a pulpit and seats in the church building. A large group of people came to the dedication services. They were quiet and well-behaved.
"I wish everybody was as sane as I am," said Peg scornfully. Then she looked poor Felicity over critically. "You're good-looking but proud. And your complexion won't wear. It'll be like your ma's yet too much red in it." "Well, that's better than being the colour of mud," muttered Peter, who wasn't going to hear his lady traduced, even by a witch.
And when I told 'em about Pete being kept in, they both looks awful solemn and plunks down on the steps to wait for him. Pa, he takes one'r Ma's hands and tells her to cheer up, and Ma says she can't, she feels gloomy, and the house was awful lonesome with both the boys away. So, just when I think there's going to be a crying match, out comes Pete with his face a shining.
"You wicked boy!" cried the enraged Sarah; "how dare you say such a thing, and everybody in the place knows he's your ma's own pa." "I'll go and ask her," said Robin, and he was at the door in a moment; but Sarah, alarmed by the thought of getting into a scrape herself, caught him by the arm. "Don't you go, love; it'll only make your ma angry. There; it was all my nonsense."
Moreover, she had learned the language of dumb animals and could talk to squirrels, beetles, porcupines, frogs. All this, as may be surmised, had come about as the result of Ma's early reading: a haphazard choice of story books, in which were tales of treasure trove, of pirates, of wronged maidens and gallant squires romantic stories peculiarly designed to stir a cramped imagination like hers.
We had one in a canary bird cage, three in Pa's old hat boxes, three in Ma's band box, four in valises, two in a trunk, and the rest in a closet up stairs. "That night Pa said he wanted me to stay home because the committee that is going to get up a noyster supper in the church was going to meet at our house, and they might want to send me on errands.
After the second or third time, Pa takes 'em upstairs and makes 'em lie on the bed until the army is ready to advance. 'I've heard about machines for washin' dishes, he says, 'but it takes a pair of hands and a lot of soap for washin' kiddies' faces, and hands is liable to get tired, so there you stays until Ma's had a chance to get cleaned up, and they stayed.
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