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Carleton there, and passed gently into the inner apartment, the door of which was standing ajar. But her heart absolutely leaped into her mouth, for Dr. Quackenboss and Mr. Olmney were there on either side of her aunt's bed. Fleda came forward and shook hands. "This is quite a meeting of friends," said the doctor, blandly, yet with a perceptible shading of the whilome broad sunshine of his face.
Olmney, having succeeded in getting free again, came and took his station beside them, and they had a particularly pleasant talk, which Fleda, who had seen nobody in a great while, enjoyed very much. They had several such talks in the course of the day; for though the distractions caused by Mr.
"Undoubtedly, sir, undoubtedly," said the doctor; "they are a marked feature in the landscape, and do much to relieve a the charge of sameness." "Luckily," said Mr. Olmney smiling, "happiness is not a thing of circumstance; it depends on a man's self." "I used to think so," said Thorn; "that is what I have always subscribed to; but I am afraid I could not live in this region and find it so long."
You are to do penance for a month to come with tin pans of blackberry jam, fringed with pie crust no, they can't be blackberries, they must be raspberries, the blackberries are not ripe yet. And you may sup upon cake and custards, unless you give the custards for the little pig out there, he will want something." "A pig!" said Mr. Olmney, in amaze Mrs. Evelyn again giving out in distress.
Olmney? there's a better tonic to be found in the woods than in any remedies of man's devising." "Better than books?" said he. "Certainly! No comparison." "I have to learn that yet." "So I suppose," said Fleda. "The very danger to be apprehended, as I hear, sir, is from your running a tilt into some of those thick folios of yours, head foremost. There's no pitch there, Hugh you may leave it alone.
"What is what, aunt Miriam?" said Fleda, picking up a stitch with desperate diligence. "Why did you want to run away from Mr. Olmney?" "I didn't wish to be delayed, I wanted to get home." "Then, why wouldn't you let him go home with you?" "I liked better to go alone, aunt Miriam." "Don't you like him, Fleda?" "Certainly, aunt Miriam; very much."
"Well, the first thing I do shall be to make some butternut candy for you. You wont despise that Mr. Hugh?" Hugh smiled at her, and went on. "And your friend Mr. Olmney has sent us a corn-basket fill of the superbest apples you ever saw. He has one tree of the finest in Queechy, he says." "My friend!" said Fleda, colouring a little. "Well, I don't know whose he is, if he isn't yours," said Hugh.
"When do they go, Mrs. Evelyn?" "Both the same day, and both the day after to-morrow. Mr. Olmney takes the morning train, he says, unless you would prefer some other. I told him you were very anxious to go; and Mrs. Renney goes in the afternoon. So there's a choice for you." "Mamma," said Constance, "Fleda is not fit to go at all, either time." "I don't think she is," said Mrs. Evelyn.
There is my cousin Seth Plumfield who has engaged himself to be my counsellor and instructor in general; I could not have a better; and Mr. Douglass is to be my right hand, I occupying only the quiet and unassuming post of the will, to convey the orders of the head to the hand. And for the rest, Sir, there is Philetus!" Mr. Olmney looked, half laughing, at Mr.
Olmney having succeeded in getting free again came and took his station beside them; and they had a particularly pleasant talk, which Fleda who had seen nobody in a great while enjoyed very much. They had several such talks in the course of the day; for though the distractions caused by Mr.
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