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Updated: June 8, 2025
His rooms wuz jest acrost the hall from ourn, and my Josiah's and my room wuz very small; it wuz the best that Miss Plank could do, so I didn't complain. But it wuz very compressed and confined, and extremely hot. When we wuz both in there sometimes on sultry days, I felt like compressed meat, or as I mistrusted that would feel, sort o' canned up, as it were.
Josiah's satisfaction in eatin' that pork and beans, and them doughnuts, wuz a sight to witness. Bizer called for cold biled vittles, and sure enough, they brung 'em on. And the enjoyment of them two men wuz extreme. Selinda and I took comfort in some old-fashioned pound-cake and custard pie. Selinda said she'd love to have the receipt of that pound-cake. Selinda is a good plain cook.
Wall, at Josiah's request, we went to the nighest place and had a cup of tea and a good little lunch. And then we went back to see the fish-hooks and things that is in the west buildin' of the group. Josiah said mebby he could git his eye on some new kind of a fish-hook. He said he'd love to go beyend Deacon Henzy and Sime Yerden if he could they boasted so over their tackle.
But a girl... Oh, well, as it happens, girls don't count.... And a good thing, too, they don't," he thoughtfully added. "A good thing, too, they don't...." Mary grew, and grew, and grew. She never outgrew her aversion to Uncle Stanley, though. One day, when she was in Josiah's office, a young man entered and was warmly greeted by her father.
And in order to go on with my story, and keep right by that horse's head I spoke of, I will pass over Josiah's excitement when he come in jest before dinner, and throwed his rope down in the corner of the kitchen; but suffice it to say, his excitement wuz nearly rampant.
The fire had vanished from his eyes, and the red glow of his cheek went following after; and if you had gone into Josiah's kitchen just then, you never would have guessed that he was the enchanter who had been raising such a storm of splendid music. At first the old man could not speak tears choked his words.
Sez I, "If they wuz poor men would they have been kep', or if it wuzn't for the influence of men that like hard drink?" "Wall, as it were," sez Josiah, "I that is wall, it is a-gettin' bed-time, Samantha." And he wound up the clock and went to bed. And I set there, all rousted up in my mind, for more'n a hour and I dropped more'n seven stitches in Josiah's heel, and didn't care if I did.
At the suggestion Josiah's face became very earnest, and a minute later he was hurrying down the field to the spot where Tim's hat and Tip Pulsifer's shaggy hair showed above the wreck of a corn-shock. "How could you hear what Tim was saying?" Mary asked. It was almost the first word she had spoken to me, and I was in my chair again, and she was where I had planned so cunningly to have her.
The thing that matters is what Father and that Phillips person are trying to do to Uncle Josiah. We must stop them. If you know the truth about the transaction between Father and Mr. Phillips you have no right to allow this thing to go on." Harold's eyes narrowed. "Trying to trap me again, Bets?" "Of course I'm not. I'm just trying to get you to look at things from Uncle Josiah's position."
She was not the same, and nothing would ever be just the same as yesterday it had been. She felt that, as she looked. She had lost and she had gained. Just now the loss came keenest. The world seemed singularly empty. The noise of entering feet behind her brought her back to common life. It was Josiah and the milk pails. "Hain't set up all night, hev' ye?" was Josiah's startling remark.
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