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Samanthy, you go fetch my bonnet and shawl, Jabe, you go and hitch up Maria, and we'll go after that boy and fetch him back if he's to be found anywheres above ground! And if we come across any more o' the same family trampin' around the country, we'll bring them along home while we're about it, and see if we can't get some sleep and some comfort out o' life.
It has my purse in it, and I want to make sure that it is all right." Samanthy Hobbs hobbled over to where Dorothy's clothes lay in a heap. She fumbled through the garments, and Dorothy distinctly saw her take the beaded purse in her hand. "That's it," said Dorothy. "No pocketbook here," replied the woman. "Why, that little beaded bag I saw you take from my pocket; that is my purse!"
Miss Vilda moved about the immaculate kitchen, frying potatoes and making tea, setting on extra portions of bread and doughnuts and a huge pitcher of milk; while various noises, strange enough in that quiet house, floated down from above. "This is dreadful hard on Samanthy," she reflected.
At this season of the year the wood for summer use was stored there, but in autumn all the neighbors brought their apples, and ground them into cider. Samanthy told me how she used to clean the cider nuts with a shingle; this was when she was small. She said: "A cousin of mine, living at Beech Ridge, got his arm caught while cleaning the pummy out, and ground it all up.
I'm askin' you to take keer of Ole Samanthy til I come fer her and Miss Sarah ain't got no call to worry, fer I could always take keer o' myself. It was signed "Stephen O'Mara." Sarah's face went white when she had read it through. Her knees weakened under her and she had to sit down. "Why, Cal why, Cal, he's he's gone," she quavered. And Caleb nodded down into her stricken face.
At this juncture Gay opened her eyes, and burst into a wild howl at the unwonted sight of Timothy's grief; and Rags, who was full of exquisite sensibility, and quite ready to weep with those who did weep, lifted up his woolly head and added his piteous wails to the concert. It was a tableau vivant. "Samanthy Ann!" called Miss Vilda excitedly; "Samanthy Ann! Come right here and tell me what to do!"
"I'll leave Samanthy here," the one called Steve stated, and Caleb understood that he meant the trap. "An' I reckon I'd better not lug my weapon into the house, neither, hed I? She might " He nodded in the direction of Sarah's disappearance "Old Tom says womin folks that's gentle born air kind-a skittish about havin' shootin' irons araound the place.
After that she ceased to think! Dorothy Dale lay there alone, unconscious! Trundling along the narrow roadway, old Josiah Hobbs and his wife, Samanthy, rode in their farm wagon.
And she praised me to Laban, and said that I'd chosen the better part in marryin' a poor man for love, and that money hadn't made Christian women of Sarah and Samanthy. She blamed herself, dear soul, for settin' store overly much on dollars and cents. And she said she could die easier thinking that what was good in her had passed to me, and not what was evil. And, Mr.
Trapes, clutching at her elbows, "y' never mean as you're leavin' Mulligan's now the rent's been took down re-dooced fifty per cent. by order?" "That's just what I'm tellin' ye oh, Ann, ain't it just heavenly!" "Heavenly!" repeated Mrs. Trapes, and sank into a chair. "Yes, heavenly t' see th' trees an' flowers again t' live among them, Ann." "Samanthy Bowker what do you mean?"
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