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I know where there's a tub, and where they aint usin' it, nother, and I reckon I can get 'em to let me have it I reckon I can; and I'll go round for't and fetch it here to-morrow mornin' when I come with the team. 'Twont be much out of my way. It's more handier to leave the sugarin' off till the next day; and it had ought to have a settlin' besides.
"What will you be wanting, laddie?" he asked, almost in a whisper, as the little fellow paused in the doorway. "Oh, are you there, Uncle Duncan!" cried the child, groping his way across the room. "It's so awful dark here. Jimmie Archie's folks is sugarin' off to-night in the bush down alongside the river, and I want to go over, an' mother she wouldn't let me go alone.
"Well I'll say eleven cents, or maybe ten, as sugarin' time is 'most here. It ain't first-rate," he added, candidly. "It mightn't just do for tea, but it's as good as any to sweeten pies and cakes." "Many thanks to you. But we're no' given to the makin' o' pies and cakes in this house.
This Frenchman had once jeered at her from the steps of the village store, and the village men had laughed. "Know anythin' about him? Yes, sir. He's a son o' Satan, an' I reckon he stays to hum the great part o' the year, for he's never seen round here except jest sugarin' time." The Elder laughed in spite of himself.
"Well I tell you what I'll do I know where there's a tub, and where they ain't usin' it nother, and I reckon I can get 'em to let me have it I reckon I can and I'll go round for't and fetch it here to-morrow mornin' when I come with the team. 'Twon't be much out of my way. It's more handier to leave the sugarin' off till the next day; and it had ought to have a settlin' besides.
He's in the camp with the gang about six weeks, sometimes eight; they say's it's a kind of settlement down there, an' then he's off again till sugarin' comes round; but he's dreadful sharp and partikler about the taxes, I tell you, and he's given a good deal too, fust and last, to the town. Folks say he wants to make 'em satisfied to let him alone.
Believe in our attachment; and we shall see you here now and then, and correspond with you when you are away. And..." "Oh, ye puss! such an eel as y' are!" Mrs. Chump cried out. "What are ye doin' but sugarin' the same dose, miss! Be qu't! It's a traitor that makes what's nasty taste agree'ble. D'ye think my stomach's a fool? Ye may wheedle the mouth, but not the stomach."
It wuz right in the hite of sugarin'. They had more'n two hundred maple trees, and they had tapped 'em all, and they had run free, and they had to sugar off every day, and sometimes twice a day. That mornin' they had a big kettle of maple syrup over the stove, and Uncle Ezra and Aunt Tryphenia and mother wuz all a-kneelin' down pretty nigh to the stove.
Believe in our attachment; and we shall see you here now and then, and correspond with you when you are away. And...." "Oh, ye puss! such an eel as y' are!" Mrs. Chump cried out. "What are ye doin' but sugarin' the same dose, miss! Be qu't! It's a traitor that makes what's nasty taste agree'ble. D'ye think my stomach's a fool? Ye may wheedle the mouth, but not the stomach."
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