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Updated: June 16, 2025
And nothing but an occasional giggle or a suppressed whisper broke the quiet which followed the Saturday-night frolic, as Mother Bhaer kissed her new boy and left him to happy dreams of life at Plumfield. While Nat takes a good long sleep, I will tell my little readers something about the boys, among whom he found himself when he woke up. To begin with our old friends.
A hush lay over Plumfield for weeks, and the studious faces on the hill reflected the sadness of those in the valley. Sacred music sounded from Parnassus to comfort all who heard; the brown cottage was beseiged with gifts for the little mourner, and Emil's flag hung at half-mast on the roof where he last sat with Mrs Jo.
"No," said he, laughing, "certainly not; but, if you will forgive me for saying so, I think you complain of it, tacitly and that will raise a good many complaints in other quarters, if you do not take care of yourself." He shook hands and left them; and Mrs. Plumfield sat silently looking at Fleda, who, on her part, looked at nothing but the gray stocking. "What is all this, Fleda?"
Plumfield; "she has nothing but her own earnings to support herself and her old mother, and now I suppose her sister and her child; for Hetty is a poor thing never did much, and now I suppose does nothing." "Are those Finns poor, aunt Miriam?" "O no not at all they are very well off." "So I thought they seemed to have plenty of everything, and silver spoons and all.
Ringgan," said Cynthy, "hadn't I better run up the hill after supper, and ask Mis' Plumfield to come down and help to- morrow? I s'pose you'll want considerable of a set-out; and if both them young men comes, you'll want some more help to entertain 'em than I can give you, it's likely." "Do so do so," said the old gentleman.
She? any cows! But Fleda only said they had not come; she believed they were coming. "What help has she got?" "Two women Irishwomen," said Fleda. "Mother, you'll have to take hold and learn her," said Mr. Plumfield. "Teach her?" cried Fleda, repelling the idea "aunt Lucy? she cannot do anything she isn't strong enough; not anything of that kind." "What did she come here for?" said Seth.
"Why I've broke this here clevis I ha'n't touched anything nor nothing, and it broke right in teu!" "What do you s'pose'll be done now?" said Mr. Plumfield gravely going up to examine the fracture. "Well 'twa'n't none of my doings," said the young man. "I ha'n't touched anything nor nothing and the mean thing broke right in teu. 'Tain't so handy as the old kind o' plough, by a long jump."
"She's fixing to be sick as fast as ever she can," remarked Cynthia dryly, in a kind of aside meant for the audience; "there wa'n't a grain of colour in her face when I went in to try to get her out a little while ago; and Mis' Plumfield ha'n't the heart to do anything with her, nor nobody else." "Mother, will you see what you can do?" said Mr. Carleton. Mrs.
"Ah do come, aunt Miriam!" said Fleda; "it will be twice as pleasant if you do; and besides, we want to have everything very nice, you know." Aunt Miriam smiled at Fleda, and inquired of Miss Gall what she had in the house. "Why I don't know, Mis' Plumfield," said the lady, while Fleda threw her arms round her aunt and thanked her, "there ain't nothin' particler pork and beef and the old story.
But Fleda only said they had not come; she believed they were coming. "What help has she got?" "Two women Irishwomen," said Fleda. "Mother you'll have to take hold and learn her," said Mr. Plumfield. "Teach her?" cried Fleda, repelling the idea; "aunt Lucy? she cannot do anything she isn't strong enough; not anything of that kind." "What did she come here for?" said Seth.
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