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When Jean Mavor she was the farmer's half-sister opened the door, she stopped short and stared; the kitchen was not as she had left it the night before! She concluded she must be mistaken, for who could have touched it? and entered. Then it became plain beyond dispute that the floor had been swept, the table wiped, the place redd up, and the fire roused. "Hoot!
"Be you a man to ask?" demanded she. "Could I redd up and put on kettles, and, see to ord'nary work, with my inside turning?" Peckaby paused for a minute. "I've a good mind to wallop you!" "Try it," she aggravatingly answered. "You have not kep' your hands off me yet to be let begin now. Anybody but a brute 'ud comfort a poor woman in her distress.
David Balfour has a very good ground of complaint, and I think, gentlemen if his story was properly redd out I think there would be a number of wigs on the green." The whole table turned to him with a common movement. "Properly handled and carefully redd out, his is a story that could scarcely fail to have some consequence," he continued.
The coward begged hard for himself, but he was forced to go out and sit under a porch during the rest of the sermon. Capt. Redd was a kind-hearted, generous man, but would not stand abuse. The next Sunday was a cloudy day, so the meeting was held within doors. Dickey had by this time raised his mob to fifty men, and made every arrangement to give me a warm reception.
"For God's sake," said Jeanie to a man who stood beside them, "keep her off! she is mad." "Ey, ey," answered the boor; "I hae some guess of that, and I trow thou be'st a bird of the same feather. Howsomever, Madge, I redd thee keep hand off her, or I'se lend thee a whisterpoop."
"She was bakin' these pies, but I want her now to redd up. Take all them pans to the dresser, Tillie." Tillie went to the table to do as she was bid. "Well, I must be goin' home now," said Mr. Getz. "I'll take Tillie's wages, Em." Mrs. Wackernagel set her lips as she wiped her hands on the roller-towel and opened the dresser drawer to get her purse. "How's her?" she inquired, referring to Mrs.
Knox, or marigolds from the Baylors, or pansies from the Haynes, or tulip bulbs from Mrs. Redd, or something or another from somebody else. You can depend upon it that all this kept me wondrously busy. I broke four trowels and raised a dozen ugly blisters on my right hand in my attempt to get these tender tokens of friendship transplanted before they withered. One day Mrs. Baylor and Mrs.
Their behaviour made me neverthelesse cheerfull, or att least of a smiling countenance, and constraine my aversion and feare to an assurance, which proved not ill to my thinking; ffor the young men tooke delight in combing my head, greasing and powdering out a kinde of redd powder, then tying my haire with a redd string of leather like to a coard, which caused my haire to grow longer in a short time.
The first one that I baptized at that place was Parson John Holt, of the Christian faith. Then I baptized seven of the members of his Church; then Capt. Redd and his family. This unexpected success of the gospel created great excitement in that section of country. About ten miles from where I preached lived two men, formerly lieutenants in the militia company of Capt.
The dish mop, properly rinsed and wrung and hung outside the back door to dry, is a whole sermon in itself. The stars never look so bright as they do from the kitchen door after the ice-box pan is emptied and the whole place is 'redd up, as the Scotch say." "A very delightful philosophy indeed," said Gilbert.
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