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And ere long, at the head of the table sat Miss Lavinia, silent and dignified; at the foot, the Squire, rubbing his hands, heaping plates with the savory broil before him, and talking with his mouth full; at the sides, Mr. Rushton, Redbud and Verty, who sedulously suppressed the fact that he had already breakfasted, for obvious reasons, doubtless quite plain to the reader.
Now and again, he called loudly, prompted by some fear, he knew not what: "Steerin'! Steerin'! Steerin'!" He reached Redbud by and by, to find no Steering, only the little empty shack. The lean bunks, swaddled roughly in their bedding, looked strangely deserted. Piney sat down on Steering's bunk for a moment to take breath.
There must be a Great Spirit who loves men, or he never would have made the world so beautiful." Verty paused, and they went on slowly. "We love him because he first loved us," said Redbud, thoughtfully. "Yes, and what a love it must have been. Oh me!" said the young man, "I sometimes think of it until my heart is melted to water, and my eyes begin to feel heavy.
"A pigeon." "Where?" "Up yonder! and I declare! It is yours, Redbud." "Mine?" "Yes see! he is sweeping nearer pretty pigeon!" "Oh now I see him but it is a mere speck; what clear sight you have!" Verty smiled. "The fact is, I was brought up in the woods," he said. "I know; but can you recognize ?" "Your pigeon, Reddie? oh, yes! It is the one I shot that day, and followed." "Yes "
"Would you like a ride, little one?" said the Squire, "Miss Lavinia and myself are going to town." "Oh, yes, sir!" "But your visitors " "Fanny says she cannot stay." Fanny ran up to speak for herself; and while Redbud hastened to her room to prepare for the ride, this young lady commenced a triangular duel with the Squire and Mr. Ralph, which caused a grim smile to light upon Mr.
The other day, I believe I would have shot Mr. Jinks that was very wrong; yes, I know that was very wrong." And Verty shook his head sadly. "Then I am angry sometimes," he said, "though not often." "Not very often, I know," said Redbud, softly; "you are very sweet tempered and amiable." "Do you think so, Redbud?" "Yes, indeed," smiled Redbud.
Verty continued to gaze toward Redbud, who was gathering flowers. "How kind and good she is!" he murmured. And these words were accompanied by a smile of so much tender sincerity, that Fanny relented. "Yes, she is!" said that young lady; "I'm glad to see that some of your sex, sir, have a little taste. It is not their failing." "Anan!" said Verty, smiling.
He only stopped to say good morning to 'all; I suspect his curiosity was chiefly on the subject of a single member of the family." And a grim smile corrugated so to speak the rugged countenance. Redbud blushed slightly, and said: "Verty likes us all very much, and " "Not a doubt of it!" said the lawyer, "and no doubt 'we all' like Verty!
Again, she was the little laughing star of his childhood, as when they wandered about over the fields little children that period so recent, yet which seemed so far away, because the opening heart lives long in a brief space of time. Again, she was to him little Redbud, he to her was the boy-playmate Verty. She had done all by a word a look; a kind, frank smile, a single glance of confiding eyes.
Oh, yes! let me go away with music in my ears. Sing 'Dulce Domum' for me, Redbud." The young girl assented, with a smile; and sitting down at the harpsichord, sang the fine old ditty in her soft, tender voice, which was the very echo of joy and kindness.
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