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Eben, as they drew near Dr. Macgowan's gate, "what is this name by which the village people call you? I heard it on everybody's lips, but I could not make it out." Hetty colored. "It is French for Aunt Hibba," she replied. "They speak it as if it were one word, 'Tantibba." "But there was more to it," said her husband. "'Bo Tantibba, they called you."
The villagers had been told by Father Antoine, that this stranger who was to marry their good "Tantibba," was one who had known and loved her for twenty years, and who had been seeking her vainly all these years that she had lived in St. Mary's. The tale struck a warm chord in the breasts of the affectionate and enthusiastic people.
There is none like thee, Tantibba, they say, if one has a wound." Hetty quickened her pace to a run. As she entered the Square, she saw such crowds around the basin that Pierre's tale seemed amply corroborated. Pressing in at the outer edge of the circle, she exclaimed, looking to right and left, "Where is the child? Where is Mère Michaud?" Every one looked bewildered; no one answered.
Then they suddenly wheeled and surrounded the bewildered Hetty, and bore her with them. The children, carrying their little pots of flowers, ran along shouting and screaming with laughter to see the good "Tantibba" so amazed. Louder and louder rose the chorus: "For thee! For thee! May the good saints bless the day thou wert born!" Hetty was speechless: her cheeks flushed.
I never saw any thing like this before, and it makes me dumb. All I can say is that you have filled my heart with joy, and I feel no more a stranger: your village is my home." "Thanks to thee, then, for that! Thanks to thee! And the good saints bless the day thou wert born," shouted the people, and the little children catching the enthusiasm, and wanting to shout something, shouted: "Bo Tantibba!
"Oh, that means merely 'Good Aunt Hibba," she said confusedly. "You see some of them think I have been good to them; that's all: but usually they call me only 'Tantibba." "Why did you call yourself 'Hibba'?" he said. "I don't know," replied Hetty. "It came into my head." "Don't they know your last name?" asked her husband, earnestly. "Oh!" said Hetty, "I changed that too." Dr.
The whole village was in great joy, both for love of "Tantibba," and for the love of romance, so natural to the French heart. Every one who had a flower in blossom picked it, or brought the plant to place in the chapel. Every man, woman, and child in the town, dressed as for a fête, was in the chapel, and praying for "Tantibba," long before the hour for the ceremony.
The sunset is no time to idle. Where are your goats?" "Milked an hour ago, Tantibba , and in the shed," replied Pierre, with a saucy air of having the best of the argument, "and my mother waits in the Square to speak to thee as thou passest." "I was not going that way, to-night," replied Hetty. "I am in haste. What does she wish? Will it not do as well in the morning?"
Eben had his hand on the latch of the gate. At that instant, the cottage door opened, and "Tantibba," in her white cap and gray gown, and with her scarlet basket on her arm, appeared on the threshold. Dr. Eben lifted his hat courteously, and advanced. "I was just about to take the liberty of knocking at your door, madame," he said, "to ask if you would give me a few of your lavender blossoms."
She wore on her head only a close white cap; and her gray gown was straight and scant: on her arm she carried a basket of scarlet plaited straw, which made a fine bit of color against the gray and white of her costume. It was just growing dusk, and the doctor could not distinguish her features. At that moment, a lad came running from the inn, and darted across the road, calling aloud, "Tantibba!
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