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Updated: May 13, 2025
Mother could not help thinking he was influenced by Temperance's fortune. She was worth two thousand dollars, at least. The care of her wood-lot, the cutting, selling, or burning the wood on it, would be a supreme happiness to Abram, who loved property next to the kingdom of heaven. The tragedy of the old man's life was the loss of his only son, who had been killed by a whale a year since.
"Shall you clear away this rubbish by the time he comes home?" "Why, I must, mustn't I?" "I hope so. Where's Veronica?" "She has been gone since twelve; Sam carried her to Temperance's house." I continued my meal. Fanny brought a chair for me, which I did not take. I scarcely tasted what I ate.
"He asked," said father, "if I remembered his poor boy, whose chest never came home, and wished to hear some one read a hymn; Temperance broke down when I read it, while Fanny cried hysterically." "I was freezing cold," she answered haughtily. In the morning Verry and I started for Temperance's house; but she waited on the doorstep till I had inquired whether we were wanted.
"Drink this tea right down, Mercy," said Temperance, holding a cup before her. "There isn't much to eat in the house. Of all times in the world to be without good victuals! What could Hepsey have meant?" "Poor old soul," Aunt Merce replied, "she is quite broken. Fanny had to help her upstairs." The kitchen door opened, and Temperance's husband, Abram, came in.
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