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Updated: June 19, 2025
"What young ones?" asked Miss Vilda, exchanging astonished glances with Samantha. "And don't begin at the book o' Genesis 'n' go clean through the Bible, 's you gen'ally do.
The Lord intended them children should stay together or He wouldn't 'a' started 'em out that way; now that's as plain as the nose on my face, 'n' that's consid'able plain as I've ben told afore now, 'n' can see for myself in the glass without any help from anybody, thanks be!" "Everybody 'll laugh at us for a couple o' soft-hearted fools," said Miss Vilda feebly, after a long pause.
Land o' liberty! See here, Vildy, we want those children should look respectable the few days they're here. I don't see how we can rig out the boy, but there's those old things of Marthy's in the attic; seems like it might be a blessin' on 'em if we used 'em this way." "I thought of it myself in the night," answered Vilda briefly. "You'll find the key of the trunk in the light stand drawer.
Jabe and Miss Vilda drove in silence along the river road that skirted Wilkins's Woods, a place where Jabe had taken Timothy more than once, so he informed Miss Vilda, and a likely road for him to travel if he were on his way to some of the near villages. Poor Miss Vilda!
You have not learned that the children of a common Father can do aught but love and help each other. The Old Garden. "God Almighty first planted a garden, and it is indeed the purest of all human pleasures," said Lord Bacon, and Miss Vilda would have agreed with him.
"He'd be awful handy round the house, though, Vildy; that is, if he is handy, pickin' up chips, 'n' layin' fires, 'n' what not; but, 's you say, he ain't so takin' as the baby at first sight. She's got the same winnin' way with her that Marthy hed!" "Yes," said Miss Vilda grimly; "and I guess it's the devil's own way." "Well, yes, mebbe; 'n' then again mebbe 't ain't.
And if Miss Vilda chanced to be at the window he would give her a quiet little smile, as much as to say, "We have no need of words, we two!" And Vilda, like one of old, hid all these doings in her heart of hearts, and loved the boy with a love passing knowledge. Samantha and Timothy walked down the hill to the store.
"Well I vow!" exclaimed Miss Vilda with a grim glance at Samantha, "I guess she'd better do the behavin'." So Timothy was shown the way across the fields to Squire Bean's. Samantha accompanied him to the back gate, where she gave him three doughnuts and a sneaking kiss, watching him out of sight under the pretense of taking the towels and napkins off the grass.
"You can't judge folks by appearances," answered Vilda. "But anyhow, don't talk to the neighbors, Jabe; and if you haven't got anything special on hand to-day, I wish you'd patch the roof of the summer house and dig us a mess of beet greens. Keep the children with you, and see what you make of 'em; they're playin' in the garden now." "All right.
One thing he did know: that Miss Vilda had said distinctly that two was one too many, and that he was the objectionable unit referred to. And in addition to this he had more than once heard that very day that nobody in Pleasant River wanted him, but that there would be plenty of homes open to Gay if he were safely out of the way.
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