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Updated: June 6, 2025
And in the glow of her enthusiasm she decided then and there not to abandon the Yellett educational problem till she should have solved it successfully. She might not be born to valiant achievement, like these sturdy folk about her, but she might as well prove to them that an Eastern tenderfoot was not all feebleness and inefficiency. "Leander!" called Mrs. Yellett.
Home was so far, and Mrs. Yellett was so different from what she had expected! And yet, as she felt her fingers crush in the grip of that hard but not unkindly hand, there was in the woman’s rugged personality a sustaining quality; and, thinking again of Archie’s prospects, Mary was not altogether sorry that she had come.
Yellett was preparing breakfast at a sheet-iron stove, assisted by Cacta and Clematis. "Your hankering after a bath like this"—she added another handful of flour to the biscuit dough—"do shore remind me of an Englishman who come to visit near Laramie in the days of plenty, when steers had jumped to forty-five.
"Talk about a woman bein’ at the bottom of everything!" sniffed Mrs. Yellett; "I be so sick of always hearin’ about ’the woman in the case!’ Half the time the case would be a blame sight worse if it was left exclusive to the men. While Mary was still "prospecting," a glad cry roused her attention, and Leander came up smiling, with his dental treasures nicely adjusted.
How’s any one to know whether you got a figure or not, in a thing that never hits you anywhere?" questioned the matriarch, not without a touch of pride anent her own fine proportions. "You really ought to have a shirt-waist, Mrs. Yellett. You’ve no idea of the comfort of them, till you’ve worn them." "I don’t see but I’ll have to come to it."
The Yelletts’ "bunch" of sheep did not exceed three thousand head, and the matriarch had wisely decreed that it should be restricted to that number, as she wished always to give the flock her personal supervision. Yellett succinctly summed up the case.
"Too bad, Miz Yellett, that you-uns had to hire that gov’ment without lookin’ over her p’ints. I’ve ben takin’ her in durin’ supper, and she’ll never be able to thrash ’em past Clem. She mought be able to thrash Clem if she got plumb mad, these yere slim wimmin is tarrible wiry ’n’ active at such times, but she’ll never be able to thrash beyant her."
A few shreds of clothes, that had once been a man, lay scattered there; a something that had been a horse. Mrs. Yellett Contends With A Cloudburst The matriarch had delayed longer in moving camp than was consistent with her habitual watchfulness where the interests of the sheep were involved.
Yes, it was a heap easier playing he was a pirate than a dook. All this happened back to Salt Lake, where me an’ paw was married." Mrs. Yellett looked towards the mountain-range that separated her from the Mormon country, and her listeners realized that she was verging perilously close to confidences.
Yellett, like some goddess of the storm, lashed her horses forward to keep them from foundering in the mud, and the wagon creaked and groaned in all its timbers as it lurched and jolted through the angry torrents. Each moment Mary expected to be flung from the barrels, and clung till her finger-tips were white and aching.
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