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I can't think what we was about, Jonathan, puttin' that girl in the school. We'd ought to've knowed she wahn't fit." "What's the matter with her?" inquired Mr. Hill. "Matter with her!" exclaimed his fellow-committeeman, "she lives with Jethro Bass she's his ward." "Well, what of it?" said Mr.
"All the boys is gone to join Rutherford and lam the Indians," she continued, "so Gran'pa and I had to go to the settlements. There wahn't any one else. What's your name?" she demanded suddenly. I told her. She sat down on a log at the corner of the house, and pulled me down beside her. "And whar be you from?" I told her. It was impossible to look into her face and not tell her.
Jenney, hospitably; "you'll get wet. Look out, Austen, there's a lady comin'. Why, it's Miss Flint!" Victoria knew that her face must be on fire. She felt Austen Vane's quick glance upon her, but she did not dare look to the right or left as she drove into the barn. There seemed no excuse for any other course. "How be you?" said Mr. Jenney; "kind of lucky you happened along here, wahn't it?
"Miss Lucretia Penniman done it." "Miss Lucretia Penniman!" Cynthia began to think his rheumatism was driving him out of his mind. "You bet. 'Long toward the openin' of the engagement there wahn't scarcely anybody thar but me, and they was a-goin'. But they come fast enough when they l'arned she was in town, and she blew 'em up higher'n the Petersburg crater. Great Tecumseh, there's a woman!
"Miss Lucretia Penniman done it." "Miss Lucretia Penniman!" Cynthia began to think his rheumatism was driving him out of his mind. "You bet. 'Long toward the openin' of the engagement there wahn't scarcely anybody thar but me, and they was a-goin'. But they come fast enough when they l'arned she was in town, and she blew 'em up higher'n the Petersburg crater. Great Tecumseh, there's a woman!
The nimble clerk had begun on the roll almost before the Speaker was through, and checked off the name. Bijah Bixby mopped his brow with a blue pocket-handkerchief. "My God," he said, "what a risk Jethro's took! they can't git through another roll-call. Jest look at Heth! Ain't he carryin' it magnificent? Hain't as ruffled as I be. I've knowed him ever sence he wahn't no higher'n that desk.
"They tell me he has a grand piano from New York, and guests from Boston railroad presidents. I call Isaac Worthington to mind when he wahn't but a slip of a boy with a cough, runnin' after Cynthy Ware." She glanced down at Cynthia with something of compassion. "Just to think, child, he might have be'n your father!" "I'm glad he isn't," said Cynthia, hotly.
"When was it?" said Amasa, still clinging on to Ephraim's hand and incidentally to the cigar, which Ephraim had forgotten; "Beaver Creek, wahn't it?" "July 10, 1863," said Ephraim, instantly. Gradually they reached a sitting position, the cigar was restored to its rightful owner, and Mr. Beard was introduced, with some ceremony, to Cynthia and Jethro.
"All the boys is gone to join Rutherford and lam the Indians," she continued, "so Gran'pa and I had to go to the settlements. There wahn't any one else. What's your name?" she demanded suddenly. I told her. She sat down on a log at the corner of the house, and pulled me down beside her. "And whar be you from?" I told her. It was impossible to look into her face and not tell her.
"Perhaps Jethro's in his room," suggested Ephraim. And indeed they found him there seated on the bed, poring over some newspapers, and both in a breath demanded where he had been. Ephraim did not wait for an answer. "We seen General Grant, Jethro," he cried; "while we was waitin' for you under the tree he come up and stood talkin' to us half an hour. Full half an hour, wahn't it, Cynthy?"
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