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Updated: May 13, 2025
The account of our schooling days under Mr. Trigg was given so far back in this history that the reader will have little recollection of it. Mr.
Nobody would know her there. She would begin a fresh page of her history. She would make the girls love her for herself; it would not matter there that she had no near relatives. Mr. Henry Gordon, her guardian, must know all about her, and with regard to this gentleman the girl had a very grave determination in her mind a determination which she did not confide even to Miss Trigg.
"N. N. Nancy Nelson just Nobody from Nowhere," quoth Nancy to Miss Trigg, the teacher and school secretary who, despite her thick spectacles and angular figure, displayed more of a motherly interest in Nancy than anybody else at Higbee School. Miss Prentice, the principal, never seemed to be interested in Nancy.
You're not handlin' pay dirt, though it's about as expensive! Steady!" Yet it was wonderful to see the solicitude and care with which the dress was re-covered and folded in its linen wrapper. "Hold on," exclaimed Trigg, as the dummy was lifted into the chest, "we haven't tried on the other dress!" "Yes! yes!" repeated the others eagerly; "there's another!"
Their next meeting, however, was a hurried one, and as the president arrived late, when the door closed smartly behind him he was met by the worried faces of his colleagues. "Here's a go!" said Trigg excitedly, producing a folded paper. "The game's up, the hull show is busted; that cussed old statue the reg'lar old hag herself is on her way here!
Trigg confessed that play-acting was one of the things he had done before quitting his country; but it was only one of a dozen or twenty vocations which he had taken up at various times, only to drop them again as soon as he made the discovery that they one and all entailed months and even years of hard work if he was ever to fulfil his ambitious desire of doing and being something great in the world.
"Nancy! Nancy Nelson! Whatever have you been doing to yourself?" Nancy had already heard the motor get under way. She knew that the boy and his friends were now out of hearing, or reach. "Aren't these lilies pretty?" she asked, holding out the flowers as a peace-offering to Miss Trigg. "What?" screamed the teacher, getting up nimbly, and backing away from the mud-bedaubed figure of the girl.
"Resume your place, sir! and break an order this day at your peril!" cried Todd, sharply, his face flushed with indignation. As McGary slowly obeyed, Todd called to Boone, Trigg, and one or two others, with whom he held a short consultation as to the propriety of sending forward scouts before advancing with the main army.
This wise counsel of Colonel Boone was perfectly accordant with the views of Colonels Todd and Trigg, and of most of the persons consulted on the occasion.
The grippe proved to be a convenient name to conceal a general breaking-up, due to years of wearing, ceaseless woman's toil without hope, in the disintegrating Clark atmosphere that ate like an acid into the consciousness even of plain Ellen Trigg, with her humble expectations from life.
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