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Onct Ah'm married Ah'm goin' to travel every year!" exclaimed Sary. "New York's a long way off from here, Sary," ventured Eleanor. "Oh, Ah don't mean to say Jeb an' me'll go thar fust. Ah'm goin' to figger on takin' a side trip to Chicargo fust, you know. Mebbe you kin fix it so's we-all kin visit your maw whiles we-all stop at that town, Nolla.
Jeb was gathering up the reins of the horses as he spoke, and now he turned to wonder at his master's tone. Mrs. Brewster was about to say something conciliatory, when Sary rushed out of the side door. "Ah was jus' comin' to see who rode up, when Ah hearn Jeb talk.
She quickly returned with a glass dish of pear preserves and another dish of home-pickled peaches. These were so placed as to flank the biscuits when Sary spied an inquisitive hornet about to settle upon the preserves. "Git out o' that!" shrilled she, whacking at the insect with her kitchen towel. The hornet resented the vicious slap and flew straight for Sary's red head.
Jeb heaved a mighty sigh as if he was passing on his rainbow dreams forever. Then he turned sorrowful eyes on John. "Wall, Ah cain't fergit that pooty gal in a hurry, even when Sary heaves in sight wid a heaped plate of puddin' fer me. Ah s'pose Ah'll hev to let her marry me, er git out to onct.
So we did not say a word about it to either Sary or you, but she must have overheard us speaking about it, last night." "Yeh that's what she said to me. She had to wait so long fer you-all to come to supper, last night, that she coulden' help hearin' what was said.
And this is Mrs. Geary?" "Yep, that's Sary. Come out here, Mother, and see what's goin' on." Out of shyness, Mrs. Geary had watched proceedings from the kitchen window, but fortified by her husband's presence, she appeared in the doorway. "They've been so good to me, Father," said Marjorie, still nestling in his sheltering arms. "Wal, we jest done what we could," said Mrs. Geary.
"Easy now, lass!" cautioned Captain Jeb, as they neared a white line of breakers, and he stood up firm and strong at the helm. "Steady, all of you younkers; for we're crossing the bar. Many a good ship has left her bones on this same reef. Easy, 'Sary Ann'! It's no place for fooling round here."
"I reckon you're right, Sary," piped grandfather in angry tones, "but I ain't so sure I wouldn't rather have the sickness than the watchin'. It's hard on a man of my years an' experience that he shouldn't be allowed to project with his own stomach." "You'd have been dead long ago but for me, an' you ought to be ashamed of yo'self for talkin' such foolishness.
Now I believe Sary would make a big man of you, Jeb. "She may not dye her hair or paint her face, but she's got a square look, and we-all know what sound stock she comes of. There isn't a better family in all Colorado than the Morson's. And Sary Morson is all there! She has sterling qualities that will last after beauty and singing is worn thread-bare.
"Well," sais he, "this is the 'Sary Ann' of New Bedford now," and proceeding aft he turned a screw, and I could hear a board shift in the stern. "Do you mind that?" said he: "well, you can't see it where you stand just now at present; but the 'Sary Ann' shows her name there now, and we have a set of papers to correspond.
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