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I put some of the spruce gum Vesty had given me into my mouth; well, yes, by birth I have very eminent right to aristocratic proclivities. But the spruce woods came again before me with their balm, and her face.
So ashy and sunken was his face, Vesty took him on her arm as she would her child; he fell asleep. "Vesty stops the pain no one lifts me like Vesty sing, Vesty!" from pathetic lips and wandering blue eyes that would die if one recalled them to their sorrow. "Only stay," said Mrs. Garrison. "His life hangs upon it. Surely you are not afraid to have your child with me?"
Whatever I had said or done, moreover, the Basin would have applauded; yet such cheers as I heard now left no doubt upon my too-willing and plastic sense of a phenomenal and hitherto unsuspected ability. "Vesty," said Elder Skates, starting to his feet, "will you start start start anything?" "We always do sing "'In the prison cells I set, Thinking, mother dear, of you,
So they asked him for his life and he gave that!" Would Vesty remember now the promise she had asked of Mrs. Garrison? At all events, the sick man babbled deliriously of past days, had fallen from the rock once more, and would have Vesty to nurse him: "where," asking ever, "is Vesty?" Mrs. Garrison herself went to her, pleading his pain and danger. Vesty came.
"But major knows," she added promptly, "about the spelling." "I have your word, you see, Vesty," I said. "'S-e-p-p-e-r-a-t-i-o-n." I had it spread out proudly on the table. She looked at me and blushed again. I smiled, only as I would at a priceless child.
She has been untrue enough to me, as I to her, but let that pass; such things are not for your ears to hear, only you need have no qualms. Grace will be more congenially wedded within two months after we are parted. "And then Vesty? Well, will you not speak to me? Is it to be life and honor, with your love at last, or despair and death? You were promised to me once.
Her heart was full of tenderness for the girl. "I would die rather than anything should happen to your child, Vesty," she cried, with a sincere impulse. Vesty lifted those Basin eyes. "Oh, he is not old enough yet to understand my worldliness," said Mrs. Garrison, with bitter lips. For, from entrusting the child at first to her servants, while Vesty was in the sick-room, Mrs.
Not but what I've had good ones since, but 'twas different then, seems' though. She was the ch'ice of my youth, ye see. Yes, sir; Vesty is a good name, and that's a good gal, if I know anything about gals. She's no kin to you, she said." "No; none whatever." "Nor yet you ain't keepin' company with her?" "No-o!" cried Geoffrey, wincing. "Ain't you asked her?" "No! please don't "
Captain Rafe and the boys were out, hauling their sea-traps, and Vesty had been doing the washing that they were wont to do for themselves; the mother, like her own, being dead. The room was nice as I had never seen it before, and Vesty was putting some pitiful little ornaments to rights at the cabinet-organ end.
"Some time," said Vesty, on the morrow, "when Gurd is a little older, and I can take him away somewhere where I can earn wages, I can pay you, Major Henry. They want me now his mother wants me, somehow, I know." "You are safe to think that." "My clothes are not like theirs," said Vesty quietly, when we came at night more and more into the throngs of civilized life. "Do you mind?
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