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The two boys picked up a few chips; but the poor children find it hard to get them, sir. Times are very hard with us, sir; indeed they are. We'd have got along better, if my husband's money had come, and your rent would have been paid " "Never mind the rent! don't speak of that!" he broke in, with his face all aglow. "Mrs. Miller, I haven't done right by you, I know it. Be frank with me.
Certain nonconformist farmers, of whom there were not a few in the town, had come into Jonah Winch's store that morning; and Jabez Miller, who lived on the north slope, had taken away the breath of the orthodox by suggesting that Jethro Bass be nominated for town office.
Her questions elicited the information that they were returning from the "buryin'" of the Widow Miller.
"I ain't got no time, gals, an' that's a fac'," said the miller, his face clouding suddenly. "Ain't ye seen hide nor hair of Ben an' them mules?" "Why, Uncle," said the second girl, quietly, "you know how many errands Ben had to do in town. He couldn't do them all and get back in so short a time." "I dunno about that, Niece Ruth I dunno about that," said the old man, sharply.
'Very thoughtful of 'ee, only 'twas not necessary, for we had just laid in an extry stock of eatables and drinkables in preparation for the coming event. ''Twas very kind, upon my heart, said the soldier, 'to think me worth such a jocund preparation, since you could only have got my letter this morning. Selina gazed at her father to stop him, and exchanged embarrassed glances with Miller.
"Hillo!" called the miller, when he saw her. "Why, what a nice girl you are to-day, Dony! Your brother's hard at work, eh? It will all come right, then." Donee stood around for a long time, afraid to say what she wanted. "What is it?" asked the miller's wife.
He was of a miserly nature, was Uncle Jabez Potter, and the old boat which its first owner had never considered worth coming after, following some spring freshet served the miller well enough to transport his goods across the river. Tim Lakeby's store, on the north shore of the river, was in sight of the Red Mill.
"Well, one measure he'll take pronto will be a good six-shooter on his hip. One I'll take will be to send Miller back to the pen, where he belongs, soon as I can get court action. He's out on parole, like Dave is. All the State has got to do is to reach out and haul him back again." "If it can find him," added Bob dryly. "I'll bet it can't. He's headed for the hills or the border right now."
Uncle Roger had too much tact to think of inducing his mother to make a purchase as he had influenced Miller, and he mentioned something near the true value of the "article," which was fifteen dollars.
With this statement, sir, I throw myself upon your mercy. My child's life is worth more to me than any earthly thing, and I must be governed by your decision." Dr. Burns was plainly wavering. The clock moved with provoking slowness. Miller would be there in five minutes. "May I speak with you privately a moment, doctor?" asked Dr. Price.
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