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"I cannot see everything as you do," said Mr. Nimblet, and went his way, while Fabens was preparing to speak of several more blessings, that would follow the cold seasons. The people of Summerfield were never so thankful or happy as in the beautiful year that followed the Cold-Seasons.
"I will have at least one hand my brother's hand!" cried George Ludlow, grasping his left hand and pressing it warmly. "It is he! it is Clinton! I know this face these eyes! I do not dream! It is not heaven has opened. Clinton's alive, and mother's word fulfilled!" cried Fabens, pressing the stranger closer to his heart. "Merciful heavens! what can this mean?" exclaimed Mrs. Nimblet.
He was pleased to get free from plagues, and he thought that relief was a good achieved of a real evil. His next argument with Mr. Nimblet, was less confidently urged, while Mr. Nimblet brought new illustrations to his aid. Fabens, indeed, staggered at the reasons that now opposed his view.
Troffater had looked to his traps, and spent the rest of the day fishing on the lake. Most of the women had been drying apples and coloring flannel. Fanny Fabens and Nancy Nimblet sang the 'Silver Moon; and all confessed it was never sung better.
The commodious farm-house had been re-painted, and it looked as well as new; its doors could open to a goodly company, and a goodly company came before three o'clock to make merry with them. Neighbor Nimblet and his wife were the first of the wedding-guests who entered; and Nancy and her husband entered soon after.
Now, creatures more destructive come forth, destroying all before them." "It cannot be quite so bad, Squire," replied Mr. Nimblet. "It is the solemn truth, bad as it is, and I know it, and we are having our punishment for our error," rejoined Squire Fabens. "I must go and see," said Mr. Nimblet; and the conversation ended.
"There! there, see that light in the bushes yonder!" screamed Nancy Nimblet, who had been frightened by the idea that they were watched, and had been looking around the camp for sights of alarm. "That light yonder! what is it? what is it?" "A Jack-o'-lantern, may be, and may be somethin' wuss," said Colwell, rising. "A ball of fire! what can it be? see, it comes towards us!" added Uncle Walter.
Nimblet had purchased the row of fields on the north side of the farm, and the debt was paid, and happiness became, for that misfortune, no stranger to the household. Time and reflection, mutual sympathy, and a happy knack of always hoping for the best, completed their resignation, and prosperity and peace once more attended their efforts and desires.
Nancy Nimblet was called, and she testified that "She was with 'Becca Ann Teezle, on the time specified, and she remembered it too, as if it was yesterday; and the prisoner came from the direction of the complainant's barn, with a log-chain round him, over his right shoulder, and under his left arm." Lawyer Faddle declining her cross-examination, Adonijah Nixon was called. He testified that Mr.
"We called that evil which God sent for good," said Fabens. "I know not what we are coming to," sighed neighbor Nimblet. "But, we done some good, our lambs and geese are safe, sense we pisoned the animals," said Colwell, cheering up his heart. "I have noticed that the woods looked very yellow of late," said neighbor Nimblet. "What can be the cause of that?
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