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Under these peculiar circumstances, the good soul began to bethink her of some mode of compromise, and going to the closet took out a couple of slices of cake, which she offered to the little rebels with pacificatory words. Mara was appeased at once, and ran to Aunt Ruey; but the boy struck the cake out of her hand, and looked at her with steady defiance.
Miss Roxy and Miss Ruey Toothacre were two brisk old bodies of the feminine gender and singular number, well known in all the region of Harpswell Neck and Middle Bay, and such was their fame that it had even reached the town of Brunswick, eighteen miles away.
Mis' Pennel was talkin' to me the other day about bleachin' 'em out 'cause they'd got yellow a-lyin'. I kind o' felt as if 'twas unlucky to be a-fittin' out a bride with her dead mother's things, but I didn't like to say nothin'." "Ruey," said Miss Roxy impressively, "I hain't never had but jist one mind about Mara Lincoln's weddin', it's to be, but it won't be the way people think.
Ruey wondered if she did not get something from that book that made her patient when others were not that sent her to relieve the tired mother, by caring for the fretful baby a long time; and when another, a sad mother, unable longer to control her grief, moaned out, "My child will die before I can get to her," this woman was the one who went to her with words of comfort.
"It's another loud call," said Miss Ruey, "and I hope it will turn the young people from their thoughts of dress and vanity, there's Mary Jane Sanborn was all took up with gettin' feathers and velvet for her fall bonnet. I don't think I shall get no bonnet this year till snow comes. My bonnet's respectable enough, don't you think so?" "Certainly, Aunt Ruey, it looks very well."
I'd call it Maria, or I'd put an Ann on to it. Mara-ann, now, wouldn't sound so strange." "It's a Scriptur' name, sister," said Aunt Ruey, "and that ought to be enough for us." "Well, I don't know," said Aunt Roxy. "Now there was Miss Jones down on Mure P'int called her twins Tiglath-Pileser and Shalmaneser, Scriptur' names both, but I never liked 'em.
"Well, I dare say it was some Popish nonsense or other," said Aunt Ruey; "and now he's come to a land of Christian privileges, we ought to give him a good Scripture name, and start him well in the world." "Let's call him Moses," said Zephaniah, "because we drew him out of the water." "Now, did I ever!" said Miss Ruey; "there's something in the Bible to fit everything, ain't there?"
There's these green streaks come that day I left my amberil at Captain Broad's, and went to meetin'. Mis' Broad she says to me, 'Aunt Ruey, it won't rain. And says I to her, 'Well, Mis' Broad, I'll try it; though I never did leave my amberil at home but what it rained. And so I went, and sure enough it rained cats and dogs, and streaked my bonnet all up; and them ar streaks won't bleach out, I'm feared."
"Hark! again, that's a gun, there's a ship in distress." "Poor souls," said Miss Ruey; "it's an awful night!" The captain began to put on his sea-coat. "You ain't a-goin' out?" said his wife. "I must go out along the beach a spell, and see if I can hear any more of that ship." "Mercy on us; the wind'll blow you over!" said Aunt Ruey.
The washings, and wipings, and sobbings, and exhortings, and the sympathetic sobs of the little Mara, formed a small tempest for the time being that was rather appalling. "Well, this 'ere's a youngster that's a-goin' to make work," said Miss Ruey, when all things were tolerably restored. "Seems to make himself at home first thing." "Poor little dear," said Mrs.
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