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Updated: June 3, 2025
Paloma was the first to talk, in his own lingo, for he talked back to her. But great Moses, if he wasn't the high and mighty one! Paloma's old knees were shaking, and she cringed to him like a hound dog. And all this in my own house! I'd have thrown him out on his neck, only he was so old. "If the things he said to Vahna were as terrible as the way he looked! Say! He just spit words at her!
Gold is the love of your heart, and women don't count much. "I didn't say anything. That was no time to tell her about Sarah here. But Vahna seemed to shake off her depressed feelings, and began to laugh and tease again. 'How do you like it? she asked. 'Like what? 'The nugget you're sitting on. "I jumped up as though it was a red-hot stove. And all it was was a rock. I felt nay heart sink.
She was a good woman, though she didn't have any teeth and her face could kill a strong man's appetite in the cradle. "I gave in. I had to. Anyway, Vahna was a quiet thing, never in the way. And she never gadded. Just sat in- doors jabbering with Paloma and helping with the chores. But I wasn't long in getting on to that she was afraid of something.
"For some time after that Vahna used to fluster up whenever she saw me. Then she took to the kitchen for a spell. But after a long time she began hanging around the big room again. She was still mighty shy, but she'd keep on following me about with those big eyes of hers " "The hussy!" I heard plainly. But Julian Jones and I were pretty well used to it by this time.
My Aunt Eliza 'd died and up and left me her big farm. I let out a whoop when I read it; but I could have canned my joy, for I was jobbed out of it by the courts and lawyers afterward not a cent to me, and I'm still paying 'm in instalments. "But I didn't know, then; and I prepared to pull back to God's country. Paloma got sore, and Vahna got the weeps. 'Don't go! Don't go! That was her song.
She took him into the kitchen and they must have had a great palaver, for he didn't leave until after dark. Inside the week he came back, but I missed him. When I got home, Paloma put a fat nugget of gold into my hand, which Vahna had sent him for. The blamed thing weighed all of two pounds and was worth more than five hundred dollars.
She would look up, that anxious it hurt, whenever anybody called, like some of the boys to have a gas or a game of pedro. I tried to worm it out of Paloma what was worrying the girl, but all the old woman did was to look solemn and shake her head like all the devils in hell was liable to precipitate a visit on us. "And then one day Vahna had a visitor.
"Speak English," the little woman beside him snapped. "Sarah just can't bear to tolerate me speaking Spanish," he apologized. "It gets so on her nerves that I promised not to. Well, as I was saying, the goose hung high and everything was going hunky-dory, and I was piling up my wages to come north to Nebraska and marry Sarah, when I run on to Vahna " "The hussy!" Sarah hissed.
But I gave notice on my job, and wrote a letter to Sarah here didn't I, Sarah? "That night, sitting by the fire like at a funeral, Vahna really loosened up for the first time. "'Don't go, she says to me, with old Paloma nodding agreement with her. 'I'll show you where my brother got the nugget, if you don't go. 'Too late, said I. And I told her why.
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