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Updated: June 13, 2025
He sat on the steps, looking out across the dark lawn, and spoke in monosyllables. Bettina, however, was very gay. It was evident that Bettina had decided not to take her Presbyterianism into the Episcopal fold. And although I am a Presbyterian myself I felt sorry. Tish and Mr. Ellis came round to the porch about ten o'clock and he was presented to Bettina.
He looked very tidy and wore the shoes we had had repaired, a pink carnation in his buttonhole, and an air of suppressed excitement. "At last," he said joyously while Tish cranked the car "at last my friends see my three mothers! They think Tufik only talks now they see! And the priest will bless my mothers on this so happy day."
The frail walls of our tent were no protection whatever, and as we all knew, even a tree was no refuge from a bear, which, as we had seen in the Zoological Garden at home, can climb like a cat, only swifter. Besides, none of us could climb a tree. It was at that moment that Tish had one of those inspirations that make her so dependable in emergencies.
When I failed instantly to understand, however, she turned abruptly and left me, disappearing in the shadows. For the next hour nothing happened. Tish was not in sight and Aggie slept by the fire. Hutchins sat with her chin cupped in her hands, and Mr. McDonald gathered driftwood. Hutchins only spoke once. "I'm awfully sorry about the canoe, Miss Lizzie," she said; "it was silly and and selfish.
But I come now to a not unexciting incident which for a time placed Tish and myself in an unpleasant position. I refer to the escape of the man we had tied.
"No ink, Bill," she said, "but we've got blackberry cordial, and by mixing it with a little soot we may be able to manage." Aggie demurred loudly, as there are occasions when only a mouthful of the cordial enables her to keep doing. But Tish was firm. When I went to the fire, I found Bill busily carving wooden revolvers, copying Tish's, which lay before him.
Tish said that proper clothing would make her beautiful; and Aggie, disappearing for a few minutes, came back with her last summer's foulard and a jet bonnet. When the poor thing understood they were for her, she looked almost frightened, the thing being unexpected; and Tufik, in a paroxysm of delight, kissed all our hands and the girl on each cheek.
But we had a fire. We cooked the rabbit, which proved to be much older than Aggie had thought, and ate what we could. Personally I am not fond of rabbit, and our enjoyment was rather chastened by the fear that some mushrooms Tish had collected and added to the stew were toadstools incognito. To make things worse, Aggie saw some goldenrod nearby and began to sneeze.
We learned later that Percy had made a move to climb higher, out of the firelight, and the coon had been so startled that he almost fell out. But instead of looking up to investigate, the stranger backed toward the fire. "Only a wildcat," said Tish. "They'll not come near the fire." "Near!" exclaimed Mr. Willoughby. "If they came any nearer, they'd have to get into it!"
Then he came in and bent down over Tish. "You didn't take the children out for the picnic, did you?" he said. "I did not!" Tish snapped. "I'm sorry. Never saw the place look so well!" "Look here," Tish said, putting down her beads; "what were you doing there that night anyhow? You don't belong to the family." He looked surprised and then grieved. "You've discovered that, have you?" he said.
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