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"We're so sorry you are going to Japan, and Evangeline said we ought to go into mourning, so we went," explained the quiet Stefana. "She cried; you know you did, Stefana Flagg! I would've, only I was gettin' the mournin' ready. I'm goin' to." "Don't cry!" Miss Theodosia said, though she was doing it herself. The pulling of her heartstrings! "Don't cry, Evangeline dear.
"And there it wuz agin, another time of gloom another time of stayin' to home. "Time after time, jest as we got out a little, we had to plunge back into gloom agin. "But now we're out of it, and by Heavens and earth we're a-goin' to stay out! There hain't a-goin' to be any more mournin' done in this family not if I know myself, there hain't."
We dressmakers wuz in the house, to stay all the time till the dresses wuz done; and clerks would come around, anon, if not oftener, with packages of mournin' goods, and mournin' jewelry, and mournin' handkerchiefs, and mournin' stockings, and mournin' stockin'-supporters, and mournin' safety-pins, and etc., etc., etc., etc., etc.
"'Twill be a bit hard for un, but you can't help un," Skipper Zeb consoled. "What's past is past, and there's no use worryin' about un. You're busy tryin' to get out of a fix. They'll be so glad to see you when you gets home, 'twill more than make up to un for the mournin' they does now.
It wuz a mournin' bunnet and veil, but black gittin' soiled so easy, she had put on a bright green alpaca dress she had, thinkin' that she wouldn't see nobody she knew; and she wore some old yeller mitts for the same reason, and some low, shabby-lookin' shoes, and some white stockin's. And her weight bein' two hundred and forty, she showed off vivid aginst the settin' sun.
"Now there was Lucy Dill yesterday forenoon mournin' 'cause Hiram is Hiram an' his mother is his mother, an' then after dinner there comes Gran'ma Mullins with her bonnet strings an' her tears all streamin' together, an' wants my sympathy 'cause Lucy herself is Lucy herself. Well, Mrs.
Haven't taken anything but mournin' fruit at breakfast since I heard of it. MOURNING fruit, said I, what's that? Huckleberries and blackberries, said he; couldn't eat in colors, raspberries, currants, and such, after a solemn thing like this happening. The conceit seemed to please the young fellow.
Nothin' comes amiss to him. "But what provokes me, is to hear him go blartin' all over the country about home scenes, and beautiful landscape, and rich vardure. My sakes, the vardure here is so deep, it looks like mournin'; it's actilly dismal.
You stay still; we 're goin' to hear all about it." The small, thin figure of Mrs. Price had to be hailed twice before she could be stopped. "I wish you a good evenin', neighbors," she said. "I have been to the house of mournin'." "Find 'Liza Jane in, after the circus?" asked Isaac Brown, with equal seriousness. "Excellent show, was n't it, for so late in the season?"
He spied a pair of fine field glasses lying on the ground, and picked them up with an exclamation of delight. "Great Jehosephat," he said, turning them over for careful inspection. "Ain't this a puddin'? Just the thing to give the Cap. He got his smashed with a bullet comin' through the abatis, and's bin mournin' about 'em ever since.
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