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And with a really warm shake of my hand, Aunt Carter seated herself, for the second time, in Saul's chair. "Why, I've been knitting too!" I said, in extenuation. "What?" asked Aunt Carter. "Some new-fashioned thing or other, I'll warrant." "No, something that is as old as Eve." "Who ever beard of Eve's knitting? The Bible doesn't say one word about it, Mrs. Monten.
We found in Canada pleasant people bearing our name, and they welcomed us as relatives. Richard Monten lay beside a fixed cloud of marble; and although Luella's sister had said she died far away, yet her name was beneath her husband's.
When Mr. Monten died, and left her houses and lands, she turned away from them all, and, leading her boy by the hand, went out of her home and was seen no more until long after, when Father Kino, a kind old priest, going home late one night from a dying soul, in passing the cloud of marble, heard faint moans coming out of it, and, going near, found an Indian woman, in festive dress, like a chief's daughter, kneeling there.
Her blue eyes went down deeper and deeper into the bluer yarn her fingers were threading; and after a long pause, during which I had forgotten her presence, and was counting out the hours on the face of the clock which the slow hands must travel over before Saul would be at home, suddenly she looked up and began with, "Mrs. Monten!" There was something startling in her voice.
At the first glance, I thought I had before me some Indian hieroglyphics; but bringing back from the place of its long obscurity the little knowledge of the French language that I held in possession, I deciphered, that, "fourscore years before, beside the froth of the Huron Water, Father Kino had performed the marriage-rite upon Luella, daughter of Uncas, of the Dacotahs, and Richard Monten, of Montreal."
The last night before our departure I became particularly restless and unsatisfied. I went to the place of burial of the villagers, where I found duly recorded on two stones the names of Saul's parents, Richard Monten and Agnes Monten, his wife.
I knew it was the first drop of a coming flood, and I fortified myself. She went on repeating, "Mrs. Monten! I've been thinking, for a great long while, that it isn't right for you to go on living with that man, without knowing what he is. And I for one have got up to the point of coming right over here and telling you of it to once." I could not help the involuntary question of
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