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Walton, who was single, rather liked Miss Bertha and her ideas. He did not seem to notice Aunt Stanshy's tone, but remarked, "U. T. L.! That means 'Up Too Late!" "Ha, ha, guess again," replied the delighted Charlie. "Useful To Learn!" "No sir." "Up With The Lark!" "You have got one word too many in there. 'Up The' is right." "Up The Lane!" "That's where I live," said Aunt Stanshy, proudly.
When he had gone, Aunt Stanshy took her hands out of the suds, sat down in a flag-bottomed chair by the store, and laughed till her sides ached. She was washing again when the granny of the "Sentinel" came in to help her. Granny took the flag-bottomed chair and asked, "What's de news, Stanshy?"
Aunt Stanshy quickened her steps into a run. "There goes Stanshy," said Simes Badger, watching her from Silas Trefethen's grocery. "Runnin' t' a fire, I guess. She only needs an engine behind her t' make the thing complete." Flying through the yard, Aunt Stanshy rushed up the barn chamber stairs. Passing the "sentinel" with the powerful aid of a cent, she looked around upon the chamber.
Aunt Stanshy was really kind at heart and really loved Charlie, and he had all the comforts of home; but she would sometimes speak quick, and she was always sure to "speak her mind," be the rate of speech slow or quick.
"Let me pint you first right for Peleg Wherren's fish-house, for there's a good landin' place at his wharf," said Aunt Stanshy. Standing on the pebbly shore, she bowed to the level of the boat's rail, and then aimed her as if an enemy directing a columbiad at Peleg's fish-flakes, eel-pots, and other articles, promising to let a cold shot drop in their midst.
In the confusion attendant upon the fall of the "spy," the programme was not carried out as planned, and the shadows of those two eminent rulers never darkened the floor of the barn chamber. "May war never happen, just the same!" said Aunt Stanshy. Amen! so say we all of us. Aunt Stanshy was reading one day the list of prohibitions posted up against the post in the barn chamber.
Would he fall into the trap that Aunt Stanshy had ingeniously set for him? The club began to sing their hymns. There was the touching plea containing the lines: "O what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do? You have thought of some useful labor, But what is the end in view?" Tony sang this.
Here she traded away her cash. "And wont you try a piece?" said Juggie to Aunt Stanshy, displaying his stock of two pieces of candy. "Try dese goods." She graciously took the sample. "How do you sell candy?" "Cent a stick." "Well, I'll take it." "Two cents," said Juggie, prudently charging for the piece given on trial also.
"Buy a corner-copier stuffed wid candy!" shouted Juggie, holding up a brown paper tunnel into which he was about dropping a solitary piece of candy. The governor had the "harvest table," which was groaning under the weight of three pears and two papers of seed. "What's this?" asked Aunt Stanshy, stopping before a discarded mantel-piece resting on a rabbit-box and a coal-hod.
"Come here, mister, and bring your saw," she said to the man at the wood-pile, "and, Charlie, bring a hammer from the nail-box on the entry-shelf!" The man at the wood-pile rushed after Aunt Stanshy, saw in hand, while Charlie hurriedly brought the hammer. "Now saw into that box and knock away with the hammer, mister.
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