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Updated: June 8, 2025
Torney, if there was no sorrow and suffering in the world, there wouldn't be no saints! 'Oh, Father, I says, 'there isn't much of the saint in me! But, I says, 'I've been a faithful wife and mother, if I say it; seven children I've raised and two I've buried; I've worked my hands to the bone, I says, 'and the Lord has sent me nothing but trouble!"
"Oh, I don't know!" Mrs. Cox cackled out a shrill "Doctors don't know nothing, anyway!" "Emeline sent for me," Mrs. Torney said in a sad, droning voice. "Mamma just couldn't manage it, Julia; she's getting on; she can't do everything. So me and Regina gave up the Oakland house, and we've been here three weeks.
"I guess you can get used to anything!" Emeline said. Regina coughed, and huddled herself in her chair. "But I thought since we had the air-tight stove put in the other room you were going to use it more?" said Julia, as Mrs. Torney shook down the cooking stove with a violence that filled the air with the acrid taste of ashes. "Well, we do sometimes.
"Has Ju seen him?" asked Mrs. "No, I'm pretty sure she hasn't," Mrs. Torney answered. "She acks more like she was afraid to, than like she ackshally had. She'd be real relieved to start fighting, but just now she's like a hen that gets its chickens under its wings, and looks up and round and about, and don't know whether it's a hawk or a fox or a man with a knife that's after her!"
"YOU!" said Julia, smiling, and laying an affectionate hand on her young cousin's shoulder, as she stood beside her. "Why, how old are you, child?" "I'm sixteen nearly," Geraldine said stoutly. "Didn't you have beaus when you were sixteen?" "I suppose I did!" Julia admitted, smiling. "But you seem awfully young!" "I thought maybe you'd go to the store for me," said Mrs. Torney.
And where's Geraldine?" "Geraldine's at school," Mrs. Torney said mournfully. "But Regina's not going to start in here. She done awfully well in school, too, Julia, but, as I say, she feels she ought to get to work now. She's got an awful sore throat, too. Muriel's started the nursing course, but I don't believe she can go on with it, it's something fierce.
"She's had an awful week, Julia. She don't seem to get no better," Mrs. Torney said heavily. "I was just saying that it almost seems like she isn't going to get well; it just seems like it had got hold of her!" Julia sat down next to her mother, and laid her own warm young hand over the hand on the pillow. "What does the doctor say?" she asked, looking from one discouraging face to another.
Geraldine glared at her. "Oh, my God! haven't the things come?" she demanded, in shrill disgust. "I can't, Mamma, I'm sopping wet, and I've got to clean the parlour. It's all over ashes, and mud, and the Lord knows what!" "Well, I couldn't get out to-day, that's all there is to that," Mrs. Torney defended herself sharply. "My back's been like it was on fire. I've jest been resting all day.
Don't lie there, sir, looking so like a whipped hound. You hear? You are safe for the present." He had hardly finished, when there came a rustling of feet outside, then hurried whispers, then a knock, and a summons. "We'd like to spake wid the curnel, av ye plase." "I am here; what do ye want?" Mohun growled. "We want the 'torney. We know he's widin." "Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed.
I wish't you'd come out Sunday, Julia, I cooked a real good dinner, didn't I, Ma?" Mrs. Cox did not hear, and Julia turned to her mother. "Made up your mind really to go, Ju?" Mrs. "Oh, really! We leave on the seventh." "I've always wanted to go somewheres on a ship," Emeline said. "Didn't care so much what it was when I got there, but wanted to go!" "So have I," contributed Mrs. Torney.
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