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Updated: June 4, 2025
I have never been so severe as to forbid cooked food on my table, but many of the families do. This morning, however, we are compelled to sacrifice our weaknesses to Sary's ways." So the bread and jam was eaten with the omelette, to the accompaniment of cold water, and then the master prepared to leave the table.
Having the Saturday's baking to do, as well as to prepare the dinner for extra ones that night, she went to the door to ask Polly and Eleanor to come in and help her. But the two girls were not in sight. There was but one hope left! She must do as clever generals did in battle, when the fight seems to go against them strategy. She hurried to Sary's door which was closed and locked. "Oh Sary!
"You haven't any judgment about love affairs, Sam! Don't you know that you are actually throwing Jeb at Sary's head by saying such things, as you did about giving Jeb enough vacation to allow him to go to the city and find a pretty girl for himself?" Mr. Brewster sat back in his chair and dropped his fork upon the table in surprise.
Never dreaming of the turbulence created in Sary's mind by her casual remark, about dyspepsia and love, Mrs. Brewster took her chair at the table. Immediately after giving thanks, the host stood up to carve the roast. Then, to the surprise of all present, it was seen that the rancher had donned his second-best black coat and had taken the trouble to wear cuffs and a starched collar.
And Ah overheard her sayin', when Ah came up to the door: 'Jeb, if you-all ever has time to go visitin' to Denver, or any such place, it would be a fine honeymoon for me and you, woulden' it?" As Mr. Brewster repeated Sary's words, he glanced at his wife, but every one laughed heartily at his expression and Sary's clever anticipation of Jeb's vacation. Mrs.
Brewster, an' now Ah knows it!" Suspicious moisture filled Sary's eyes as she spoke. "Ah've won a way by being honest in all my dealings, for it pays in the end. But tell me can you come along?" "Ef you-all kin wait, Ah'll tie up my bundle in a minit!" agreed Sary, anxiously. "All right! But don't waste any time packing your ball-gowns, Sary," laughed Mr.
Brewster and the girls laughed at his intensity, but Jeb's face lighted up with relief, while Sary's clouded with doubt. Then Jeb led the horses away, and a happy whistle sounded from his lips as he marched towards the barn. And Sary stood looking after his receding form as if she was seeing her future happiness vanish, also. The weary riders went indoors, and after Mrs.
An' nex' time we-all kin go on to Noo York, like-as-how Ah said." Eleanor caught her breath at this astounding news. The picture of Barbara and her mother receiving Sary and Jeb proved too much for her risibles and she laughed merrily as she replied to Sary's announcement. "Sary, if Jeb and you would honor our house with a visit, I'd tell Daddy to look after you-all.
Jeb an' m'sef havin' t' eat meals all alone in a big kitchen that's fine e'nuff fer any one. But these fool gals is so high an' mighty they hez t' nibble at a table under the trees!" Sary's lofty scorn was only equaled by her majestic pose, as she delivered her sentence. "You're wrong, Sary, we do not nibble at the table we leave that for the field-mice," corrected Mrs. Brewster, sweetly.
Consequently, when the New York train pulled slowly out of the Denver Terminal, with Polly and her companions on board trying to get a last look of dear ones left on the platform of the station, the only glimpse to be had of Mr. and Mrs. Brewster was their squirming desperately, now this side, now that, of Sary's ponderous form.
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