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Updated: May 17, 2025
Holmes was an elocutionist and had taken great pains with Hollis Rheid's voice. There was a courteous gentleness in his manner all his own; if knighthood meant purity, goodness, truth and manliness, then Hollis Rheid was a knightly school-boy.
But we'll hope she found something better." "Do people?" questioned Marjorie. "Hasn't God things laid up for us better than we can ask or think or build castles about?" "I hope so," said Marjorie; "but Hollis Rheid's mother told mother yesterday that her life was one long disappointment." "What did your mother say?" "She said 'Oh, Mrs. Rheid, it won't be if you get to Heaven, at last."
The houses were closer together a mile further on, but how dared she pass that mile? He would not hurt her, he would only look at her out of his wild eyes and talk to her. Answering Captain Rheid's questions was better than this! Staying at her grandfather's and confessing about the pitcher was better than this!
"I wish I had asked him to stay and tell you some of his adventures." "African John. He is not an African;" said Miss Prudence. "No, oh no; he's Captain Rheid's cousin. People call him that because he was three years in Africa. He was left on the coast. It happened this way.
It was somebody that she might be like when she had read all the master's books, and learned all pretty, gentle ways. She never saw Helen Rheid, notwithstanding Helen Rheid's life was one of the moulds in which some of her influences were formed. Helen Rheid was as much to her as Mrs. Browning was to Miss Prudence.
As soon as the ceremony was performed she had run away with "the boys" to prepare the surprise for Linnet, a lunch in her own house. The turkeys and tongue and ham had been cooked at Mrs. Rheid's, and Linnet had seen only the cake and biscuits prepared at home, the fruit had come with Hollis from New York at Miss Prudence's order, and the flowers had arrived this morning by train from Portland.
"Dear old Linnet," ejaculated Marjorie. "When is she coming to see us?" "As soon as Mother West and Mother Rheid let her! I imagine the scene at Captain Rheid's tomorrow!
Rheid's burdened heart was longing to pour itself out to her. Household matters, the present and future of their children, the news of the homes around them, and Christian experience, were the sole topics that these simply country women touched upon. "Well, deary, what shall I tell you about?
Rheid's light step touched the plank at the kitchen door. There was a quiet joyfulness in her face, but she did not say one word; she bent over to kiss Marjorie as she passed her, hung up her gingham sun-bonnet, and as the tea kettle was singing, poured the boiling water into an iron pot, scattered a handful of salt in it and went to the cupboard for the Indian meal.
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