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Updated: June 7, 2025
Poor Millie's got the worst of all the work to do. I ain't so strong, and there's much always to do. Of course, Amanda helps, but none of us do as much as Millie." "But me, don't I get paid for it, and paid good?" asked the hired girl, sending a loving glance at Mrs. Reist. "Far as I go it's all right to have Isabel come for a while. Mebbe she can help, too, sometimes with the work."
I read somewhere that one girl said, 'I'd rather love what I cannot have, than have what I cannot love, and that's just the way I feel about it. I won't marry Lyman Mertzheimer if I have to die Amanda Reist!" As soon as her school term was ended Amanda entered into the work of the farm.
Here, come in once till I tell you somethin'," she called as Mrs. Reist, Philip and Uncle Amos came through the yard. She repeated her account of the news the strangers had unwittingly imparted to her at market. "The skunk," said Philip. "Skunk?" repeated Uncle Amos. "I wouldn't insult the little black and white furry fellow like that!
Men aren't made for that." "Then I don't think much of you, Lyman Mertzheimer!" declared Amanda with a vigorous toss of her red head. "Come, come," Mrs. Reist interrupted, "you mustn't quarrel. Of course Lyman would help his mother if she needed him." Amanda laughed and friendliness was once more restored.
You just wait once and see how long it goes till the boys commence to hang round this fancy Isabel." Millie hadn't long to wait. Through Mrs. Landis, who had been to Mennonite church and noticed a stranger with the Reist family, Martin Landis soon knew of the boarder. That same evening he dressed in his best clothes.
Our Mart won't run after that kind of a girl! Anyhow, not for long." At that moment the object of their discussion was approaching the Reist farmhouse. The entire household, Millie included, sat on the big front porch as the caller came down the road. "Look," said Philip, and began to sing softly. "Here comes a beau a-courting, a-courting " "Phil!" chided Millie and Amanda in one breath.
The Reist joys, sorrows, perplexities and anxieties were shared by her and she naturally came in for a portion of Aunt Rebecca's faultfinding. Cross-grained and trying, Rebecca Miller was unlike the majority of the plain, unpretentious people of that rural community.
He drew up to the Reist house and tooted his horn until Amanda ran into the yard to discover what the noise meant. "Good-morning, Lady Fair!" he called, laughing at her expression of surprise. "I thought I could make you come! Bump of curiosity is still working, I see. Wait, I'm coming in," he called after her as she turned indignantly and moved toward the house. "Please!"
He's got a girl and I heard Mom tell Pop in Dutch that she thinks it's that there Isabel that boarded at your house last summer once. Mom said she wished she could meet her, then she'd feel better satisfied. We don't want just anybody to get our Mart. But I guess anybody he'd pick out would be all right, don't you, Aman I mean, Miss Reist?" "Yes, I guess so of course she would," Amanda agreed.
The following afternoon little Katie Landis came running down the road and in at the Reist gate. She greeted Amanda with, "Mom says you got to come to our place for supper." "To-day?" "Yes. She's goin' to kill two chickens and have a big time and she wants you to come." "Anybody coming? Any company?" "No, just you." "All right. Tell Mother I said thank you and I'll be glad to come."
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