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"Polly!" remonstrated Miss Sterling. "I don't care, I do! I wish mother was on the Board, then I 'd try to make her say something! What business has Miss Sniffen to open your boxes, anyhow? I almost know they came from Mr. Randolph, and that's why she's mad about it!" "Polly, I hope you won't say that to anybody else.
"Little he knows about it!" scorned Polly. "Well, he said it right up and down!" put in Miss Crilly. "It is too bad!" Polly drew a long, sighing breath. "I don't believe she'd have had any heart trouble at all, if Miss Sniffen hadn't made this fuss!" "The excitement has no doubt aggravated it," commented Mrs. Albright. "Is that all Dr. Gunnip said, that she had heart disease?" queried Polly.
"I think it was entirely out of place for you to spend the day in the woods with an unmarried man. I shall look into it." Polly's brown eyes grew big and wondering. "Why, Miss Sniffen, I don't see what harm there was! We had the loveliest time!" The superintendent did not reply. She turned deliberately and walked down the great hall.
"But in her captivity," continued Mushymush, "she managed to stain her face with poke-berry juice, and mingling with the Indian maidens was enabled to pass for one of the tribe. Once undetected, she boldly ingratiated herself with the Boy Chief, how honestly and devotedly he best can tell, for I, Mushymush, the little sister of the Boy Chief, am Eliza Jane Sniffen."
Wasn't it queer it happened to be his land?" Miss Sniffen's thin lips drew themselves into a sarcastic line. "'Happened! There seems to have been a number of happenings." "I know it," Polly agreed demurely, looking at her watch to make sure of the time. "We came in about five minutes ago, Miss Sniffen. It was twenty minutes of six just before we got here."
And he never would have consultation, no matter how sick anybody was. He said, one could play on a fiddle better than two." A quick little smile ran round the group; but nobody laughed. The present question was too serious. "Miss Twining didn't tell me much," resumed Mrs. Albright. "The Doctor had just gone, and I was in a fidget for fear Miss Sniffen would come back.
"Miss Crilly is sick," she said anxiously. "She is in terrible pain, and nothing relieves her. She wants Dr. Dudley; but Miss Sniffen says it is not necessary. I don't know what to do!" "Sh!" Miss Sterling held her answer to listen. "I thought I heard a footstep," she whispered. "Is Miss Sniffen downstairs?" "She went down. I don't care if she does hear me! I'm getting desperate."
"She spoke of it again to-day," nodded Mrs. Albright. "She said she should somehow feel easier for you to keep them." "I hope Miss Sniffen won't rummage round and get hold of them first," returned Polly anxiously. "I guess she won't find 'em in a hurry!" chuckled Mrs. Albright. "They're in my room!"
If it isn't a Sarles, it's a Sniffen; and with Brundages, Platts, and Jays, the Sniffens date back to when the acres of the first Charles Ferris ran from the Boston post road to the coach road to Albany, and when the first Gouverneur Morris stood on one of his hills and saw the Indian canoes in the Hudson and in the Sound and rejoiced that all the land between belonged to him.
"Miss Sniffen, I didn't mean to interfere; but Miss Lily can't see as well as you can, and " "She can see well enough! Her eyesight is good. There is no need of her falling." "But she can't get hold of the rail away off in the middle!" "Certainly she can reach it! Don't stand there talking nonsense!" Miss Lily turned and hastened up the long flight.
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