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Updated: May 8, 2025
It was Aunt Stanshy, and she did beat the Dutch; yes, she did, yaw, yaw, yaw! I expected them two would be cut up like meat in a sausage-machine, but, turnin' to look down the lane, I saw a sight! It was Stanshy!
The next moment all heard an ominous descent from the second to the first story. "Massy!" shouted Aunt Stanshy. "Somebody has gone down that fodder-box agin!" She rushed down stairs, followed by the "British army," and all the members of the Up-the Ladder Club that could move one leg before the other. "I know those legs!
Nobody knows where the critter is or what it is up to." Charlie found the white pet, and asked Will what he thought the rabbit looked like. "Looks more like a rabbit than any thing else, Charlie." "Aunt Stanshy called it an elephant." "Well, you might say elephant, the white elephant of Siam sort of a distant cousin. Why, what do you ask the question for?" Charlie grinned, but made no reply.
He rarely whistled now. As for the musical instrument he once loved to perform upon, it was a silent piece of furniture. He had some fine qualities of character, and his vulnerable side was his susceptibility to outside influence. The enemy had found a weak wall on that side of his character, and there successfully assaulted him. Will knew that his misconduct grieved Aunt Stanshy.
Aunt Stanshy came at last, feeling her way through the shadows in the porch and striving to reach the back door, whose key she carried. "What's this?" she said, running against the sleeper. "If it isn't that boy! And here the rain has been working round into the porch and it is coming on him! If you don't take cold, Charles Pitt Macomber, then I am mistaken! Wake up, wake up!"
Looking over this corner curtain, Aunt Stanshy saw eight pieces of carpeting on the floor, each member of the club having furnished a piece. Inside this sanctuary were a barrel and a saw-horse. "What is this for?" asked Aunt Stanshy. "O for meetings," said Charlie. "Only the four principals can go in there." "Who are they?"
If they aint shaking hands! and now they've got their arms round one another, and there they go walking off together! It is the queerest proceeding! Why, they act as if they had known one another a long time!" Aunt Stanshy had too much of the woman in her to let the matter drop there. She said to herself, "If any one knows about this thing, it is Miss Persnips.
It was Charlie who happened to be at home when his teacher was calling on Aunt Stanshy, and he accidentally overheard a fragment of the conversation. When Miss Barry was fairly out of the house, and Aunt Stanshy was returning through the entry to her kitchen-work, sighing by the way, Charlie ran to her and excitedly said, "We we will get up a meeting!" "A meeting about what?"
This was too much for Charlie. He broke out into a whimper: "I think I have a sad life, only scoldings at home and scoldings and arithmetic at school." "O, no!" said Aunt Stanshy, soothingly, guessing that the little fellow had had some trouble that day, and had been sufficiently punished for any fault; "O, no! not so bad as that! Haven't you a pleasant home?"
Aunt Stanshy," he now began to call; at the same time he rapped on the baluster. "Aunt Stanshy!" He looked up and saw the light from the lamp that she kept burning at night. Soon there was the sound of a stirring, and a tall figure in white bent over the railing. A second and smaller statue of snow was there in a moment, leaning over the railing by the side of Aunt Stanshy.
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