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Take Colonel Pa'tridge's fine house on High Street, stuck in right between Miner's meat shop and old Bill Jones' drygoods an' groceries an' I don't know which is the commonest lookin' of the two." "There you air right, Miz' Petrie," agreed the Widow Beasely. "Miner's got so dirty around his shop I mean that I hate to buy a piece of meat there."
Janice was curious, and she yielded to the temptation of asking the town gossip a question: "Why why didn't Miss 'Rill marry Hopewell, then?" "The goodness only knows why they fell out, Miss Janice," declared Walky. "We none of us ever made out. I 'spect it was the old woman done it ol' Miz' Scattergood. She didn't take kindly to Hopewell.
I play it whenever mother will let me. And I enjoy it so much. Reminds me of a dear young friend now far away." "Now, miz, I makes my discovery," returned Mr. Gusher, turning over a leaf of the music, and looking enquiringly into Mattie's face. "Zat young friend, so far away, wiz his memory so near ze heart. Well, I shall think no more of zat.
Miz Barker, I reckon it's yo' nature to cry, so jest pitch in an' cry all you want to while we air gittin' supper; an' then in the night, I'll change yo' pillow every time it gits too wet fur you." "Gracious me, I don't want to cry that bad," Mrs. Barker replied. "There's a time for all things, an' I'm from a fightin' fam'ly, too, I'll give you to understand. Have you got any right young pigs?
Every year, twice a year, as this box, that trunk or chest was opened and its contents revealed, Miz' Merz would say: "You keepin' this, Miz' Brewster?" "That? Oh, dear, yes!" Or: "Well I don't know. You can take that home with you if you want it. It might make over for Minnie." Yet, why in the name of all that's ridiculous did she treasure the funeral wheat wreath in the walnut frame?
"Miz Halstead," called a strident voice, "th' stage's jest in, an' you're paw's took awful sick up on the Middle Fork, at his mine." "I shall have to go on the morning stage. Will you not please " to Rand. "Jo, I do not fear death. It is dishonor that maddens me, for your sake. The snows have come. They are already fitting runners to the stages.
Gregory?" "Him? Why, some amb'lance fellers carted him off this afternoon. Didn't know nawthin' was the matter with 'im until I runs into them in the hall." "He'd been hurt?" "Couldn't say, miz. He was on a stretcher when I seen 'im. Under a sheet." "But he might have been dead!" "Nope. I ast 'em, an' they said a shock of some sort." "What hospital?" "Gee, I forgot t'ast that!" "I'll find out.
As Marty started the pump a boy ran into the yard and up the steps. "Hullo, Jimmy Gallagher, what you want?" demanded Marty. "I'm after Janice Day. Got a note for her," said the urchin. "Hey, Janice!" called her cousin; but the young girl was already out on the porch. "What is it, Jimmy? Has Nelson " "Here's a note from Miz' Drugg.
Right thar with Miz' Edwards and her crowd." "Was young Pratt Sanderson with them?" "Sure." "That's it!" growled Captain Dan Rugley, smiting one palm with his other fist. "She'd ride off with him. Thinks him all right " "Ye don't mean to say ye think he's in this mean mess?" "I don't know. He's turned up whenever we've had trouble lately.
Dat big Miz Tanberry, dass de bes' frien' we all got, she home ag'in, an' yo' pa goin' invite her visit at de house, whiles he gone, an' to stay a mont' aftuh he git back, too, soze she kin go to all de doin's an' junketin's wid you, and talk wid de young mens dat you don' like whiles you talks wid dem you does like." "What time will father come home?" "Home? He be gone two week', honey!"
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