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While she worked, her daughter Jane appeared, and threw cold water upon a warm affectional glow by announcing, "I'm fired." "What do you mean, child?" asked her mother. "Just what I say. That young Ray Bartram, that's the Prency gal's feller, has been comin' to the house almost ev'ry day while I've been workin' there, an' he's been awful polite to me.
It's been hurtin' me, an' I told Judge Prency so the other day; but he said, 'Sam, it isn't what you say, but the way you say it. You see, I never had no eddication; I was sent to school, but I played hookey most of the time."
Prency stopped, extended her neatly gloved hand, and said, with a pleasant smile, "How these girls do grow! You were little Jane only a year or two ago, Miss Kimper." Never before had Jane Kimper been addressed as "Miss." The appellation sent color flying into her face and brightness into her eyes as she stammered out something about growing being natural.
Prency was therefore very much surprised, on entering the room after a short shopping-tour, to discover the two young women in utter silence, Eleanor looking greatly vexed and the new sewing-woman very much distressed about something. The older lady endeavored to engage the couple in conversation.
The judge's wife looked thoughtful, and Sam contemplated her with wistful eyes. There was a long silence. When at last Mrs. Prency spoke she said, "Mr. Kimper, I think I know what you mean, but I am puzzled as to what I can do and how I can do it. Can you suggest anything?" "That's just the trouble, ma'am," said Sam; "I can't; I don't know how.
Sometimes the Bartrams went to church for social purposes, but always with an air of conferring a favor upon the power in whose honor the edifice was erected. But Bartram had good enough reasons for his sudden interest in religion. He was in love with Eleanor Prency, and, after the manner of his family regarding everything that interested them, he was tremendously in earnest with his wooing.
I never knew any other man to be so much interested in the makin' of one pair of shoes as he has been about them that he ordered of me that day. He says they're not in any hurry, an' yet he comes in every day or two to talk about them." "Indeed!" said Mrs. Prency, her face brightening. "Doesn't he talk of anything but his shoes?"
"You're my wife; that's much to me. Some day I hope it will be the same to you." There was a knock at the door, and as soon as Sam shouted "Come in!" Judge Prency entered. "Sam," said he, "ever since I saw you were in earnest about living a new life, I've been trying to arrange matters so that your boy Joe I suppose you know why he ran away could come back without getting into trouble.
When Eleanor Prency heard that her lover had not only been converted but was taking an active part in the special religious meetings, she found herself in what the old women of the vicinity called a "state of mind." She did not object to young men becoming very good; that is, she did object to any young man of whom she happened to be very fond becoming very bad.
"If you can't understand these things for yourself, you ought to take the word of wiser men for it." "S'posin' I was to do that about everythin': then when Judge Prency, who's a square man an' a good deal smarter than I be, talks politics to me, I ought to be a Republican instead of a Jackson Democrat." "No," said the deacon, sharply, for he was a Jackson Democrat himself.
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