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After a while she got up, powdered her nose, and rubbed her finger-nails with a buffer a buffer lifeless and hard, and deeply stained with dirt and red grease. Emeline had left a note, "Gone up to Min's come up there for supper," but Julia felt that there was no hurry; meals at Mrs. Tarbury's were usually late.
Aun' Sheba still laughed to herself, and remarked, "Unc., s'pose you try Missy Ella's cure?" "Wot she know 'bout it?" growled Uncle Sheba, with an injured aspect. "Wot de use ob sawin' wood all day wen de town hot 'nuff now to roas' lobsters?" "Dat min's me, Unc. Why don' you took ter some sittin' wuck like fishin' in de harbor? You mought catch a lobster, or some oder fish."
She does not interfere with me; and I have buried the feud of the past in Min's grave.
"Dave en Dilsey made up dere min's fer ter git married long 'bout Christmas time, w'en dey'd hab mo' time fer a weddin'. But 'long 'bout two weeks befo' dat time ole mars 'mence' ter lose a heap er bacon. Eve'y night er so somebody 'ud steal a side er bacon, er a ham, er a shoulder, er sump'n, fum one er de smoke-'ouses.
I heard it was Min's birthday, which I had not known before. I saw that they remembered it; while, I, had not brought her even a paltry flower! Everybody was wishing her "many happy returns of the day."
All de so'ds ober flash kyant cut dat ar knot 'less dey kill Marse Whately." "Dat 'min's me ob someting ter'ble quar. Marse Scoville had he so'd pintin' right agin Mad Whately's neck en yit he ain' jab 'im. Dat same Mad Whately gwine ter mek a heap ob trouble fer he got clean off." "Marse Scoville know dat ef he kill a man right straight wid he own han' he spook come and mek a heap mo' trouble."
I must, in that case, be prepared to wage a war a outrance, in which there would be no quarter allowed, on one side at least. You must not think that I make these remarks with any bitter feelings now in my heart towards Min's mother. I only desire to tell my story truthfully; and, I may say at once that she failed in our after struggle together.
Lawyer Bell was there and made one 'bout eight months 'fore he died. It was s'posed he'd destroyed it and then died 'fore he'd time to make another. He went off awful sudden. Anyway, everything went to Min's child to Min as ye might say. She's been boss. Rose still stayed on there and Min let her, which was more than folks expected of her. But she's turned her out at last.
He knew it was madness he had told himself so every hour in which Min's dark, rebellious face had haunted him yet none the less was he under its control. Min led the horse across the yard and left it standing before the kitchen door; she had not seen the bowed figure at the gate.
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And the same flower that blooms to-day, To-morrow may be dying! Rost nubila Phoebus; "after clouds, comes sunshine." I did not allow the coldness of Min's mother to dwell long in my mind. What, if Mrs Clyde did not appear to like me?
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