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Tracy was sending back word to the Quaker tavern man, I wished we's going back to stay awhile longer. Some places are so nice!" "Now it's a pretty thing for you to begin at your time of life," said Grandma Padgett, "to set your faces backward and wish for what's behind. That's a silly notion. Folks that encourage themselves in doin' it don't show sound sense.
It flickered on the blue spectacles and gave Grandma Padgett a piercing expression while she examined her culprits. "Where have you been, while Zene and I hunted up and down in such distress?" "We's going right back to the tavern soon's he could get us there," Robert hastened to explain. "It's that funny fellow, J. D., Grandma. But he thought we better go roundabout, so they wouldn't catch us."
Grandma Padgett took it in her hands, reduced its length and tried its limberness. "If I had given my family such trouble when I's your age," she said to Corinne and Robert, "I should have been sprouted as I deserved." They listened respectfully. "Folks didn't allow their children to run wild then. They whipped them and kept them in bounds.
His ankle was so relieved by a magic liniment, that he felt able to hobble around the house when Grandma Padgett explored it, repeating under his breath the burst he indulged in when she arrayed the supper on the box: O, I went to a friend's house, The friend says, 'Come in, Have a hot cup of coffee; And how have you been?
"Then my pa will take her to live with us," said Robert Day, "and Grandma Padgett will do by her just as she does by aunt Krin and me. She isn't a very lively little girl. I'd hate to play Blind Man with her to be blinded; for seems as if she'd just stand against the wall and go to sleep. But it'll be a good thing to have one still child about the house: aunt Corinne fidgets so.
"You're not like a landlord back on the road that let us risk our necks!" said Grandma Padgett with appreciation. "But if you take everybody into camp ain't you afraid of getting the wrong sort?" "Oh, no," replied the Virginian. "There's enough of us to overpower them." "Well, Zene," said Grandma Padgett, "I guess we'd better stop here. We've provisions in our wagon."
"Awh-come on," urged Robert Day "Zene'll sing 'Barb'ry Allen' if you'll sing your song again." Zene glanced uneasily at Grandma Padgett, and said he must look at the horses. "Barb'ry Allen" was a ballad he had indulged the children with when at a distance from her ears.
And it took us so long we only got this far when it came dusk." "J. D. took good care of us," said aunt Corinne. "Everybody knows him, and he is so funny. The folks say he travels along the pike all through Indiana and Ohio." "Well, I'm obliged to him," said Grandma Padgett, still severely; "we owe him, too, for a good supper and breakfast he gave us the other time we saw him.
Adeline was a funny child," said Grandma Padgett, retrospective tenderness showing through her blue glasses. "I remember once she got to eatin' brown paper, and mother told her it would kill her if she didn't quit it. Adeline made up her mind she was going to eat brown paper if it did kill her. She never doubted that it would come true as mother said.
"And the milk-sick, they say the milk-sick is all over the Eeleenoy." "We're not borrowing any trouble about such things," said Grandma Padgett. "Some of our townsfolks went out there," continued the wagon-maker, "but what was left of 'em come back. They had to buy their drinkin' water, and the winters on them perrares froze the children in their beds!
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