United States or Haiti ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
They've got it hanging up in the very middle of a sort o' closet made of glass, and one of the lower corners is ripped and turned back so's to show the seams on the wrong side." "What?" asked Sophia, a little blankly. "Why, the quilt!" said Mehetabel in surprise. "There are a whole lot of other ones in that room, but not one that can hold a candle to it, if I do say it who shouldn't.
And Hadad died, and Samlah of Masrekah reigned in his stead. And Samlah died, and Saul of Rehoboth by the river reigned in his stead. And Saul died, and Baalhanan the son of Achbor reigned in his stead. And Baalhanan the son of Achbor died, and Hadar reigned in his stead: and the name of his city was Pau; and his wife's name was Mehetabel, the daughter of Matred, the daughter of Mezahab.
"Why, Mehetabel Elwell, where'd you git that pattern?" "I made it up," said Mehetabel quietly, but with unutterable pride. "No!" exclaimed Sophia incredulously. "Did you! Why, I never see such a pattern in my life. Girls, come here and see what your Aunt Mehetabel is doing." The three tall daughters turned back reluctantly from the stairs.
This was eaten in an enforced silence on the part of the children, and then the old woman was helped into an easy-chair before the fire. They gathered about her, eager for news of the great world, and Sophia said, "Now, come, Mehetabel, tell us all about it!" Mehetabel drew a long breath. "It was just perfect!" she said; "finer even than I thought.
Then Sophia returned again to the attack, "Didn't you go to see anything else?" she queried. "Why, no," said Mehetabel. "Only the quilt. Why should I?" She fell into a reverie where she saw again the glorious creation of her hand and brain hanging before all the world with the mark of highest approval on it. She longed to make her listeners see the splendid vision with her.
Then, asking God to help her, she prepared to fight her way through the difficulties which beset her path. Her eldest son, Thomas, was only eleven years old when his father died. Mehetabel, his sister, was twelve, a younger sister was seven, and James was not quite two.
And clumsily using his heavy jackknife, he began to cut the tiny stitches which had so long hidden from his eyes the joyous exultation of the escaped prisoner. Of all the Elwell family Aunt Mehetabel was certainly the most unimportant member.
"He was friendly enough in the course of conversation to hint to me that he had not married the young woman, and seemed to regret it." "No, he did n't marry Mehetabel." "May I inquire why he did n't marry Mehetabel?" "Never asked her. Might have married the girl forty times. Old Elkins's daughter, over at K . She 'd have had him quick enough.
He says if you can git up so's to leave here at four in the morning he'll drive you over to the fair, leave you there for the day, and bring you back again at night." Mehetabel looked at him with incredulity. It was as though someone had offered her a ride in a golden chariot up to the gates of heaven. "Why, you can't mean it!" she cried, paling with the intensity of her emotion.
It was a long walk for a little boy of four, but sometimes his sister Mehetabel, now thirteen years old, carried him on her back. When in winter the snow lay deep on the ground Jimmy's books were brought home, and he recited his lessons to his mother. This may be a good time to say something of the family whose name in after years was to become a household word throughout the republic.
Word Of The Day