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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Yo'-all keep on and yo'll sure find yo'r tombstone out there some day." He could hear the old-timer saying the words now. And, as he listened to the grim warning again, he felt as perhaps those two prospectors felt in the moment of their awakening down by the river that fate had sadly swindled him.
Some folks is happy i' marriage, and some isn't. It's just luck, and there's no forecasting it. Men is such unaccountable animals, there's no prophesyin' upon 'em. Who'd ha' thought of yo'r husband, him as was so slow and sure steady Philip, as we lasses used to ca' him makin' a moonlight flittin', and leavin' yo' to be a widow bewitched?
"I haint neither," cried the girl, angrily stamping her bare foot, "I does love him, but I haint in love with nobody, 'ceptin' grandpap." "Yo' submitted ter his takin' ye in his arms an' kissin' ye," burst out the mountaineer. "Judd Amos, yo'r a mean, spyin' sneak, an' I hates ye!" stormed Rose, while her eyes filled with angry tears.
Phoebe might easily have told him the real state of the case; Nancy was busy at her washing, which would have been reason enough. But the nursemaid had vexed her, and she did not like Philip's sharpness, so she only said, 'It's noane o' my business; it's yo' t' look after yo'r own wife and child; but yo'r but a lad after a'.
But, Donald felt, within the child lay an ineradicable strain of breeding, making her different from these others, an inherited fineness of soul of which her peculiar charm was evidence. A little later his host arose, and said with native courtesy, "I reckon yo're tired enough ter want ter go ter bed, stranger, an' I'll show ye ter yo'r loft room."
Yo' slip back some night with the boys an' git yo'r own things, if y'r so dratted stuck on 'em. Come along now." She took hold of his wrist with a grip like iron. Shorty had no idea that a woman could have such strength. "I want to go back and git my partner," said Shorty. "Me and him 've bin together all the time we've bin in the army. He'll go along with me, I'm sure.
Of co'se I'll pay you fer yo'r trouble." "Thank y', ma'm," he replied. He knew that she would not pay him, for the simple reason that he would not accept pay for such a service. "Is she gwine fur?" he asked, with a sorrowful look, which he could not entirely disguise.
So there was nothing for it but for him to go, in the first flush of his delightful rites of hospitality. 'It's not far, said he, consoling himself rather than them. 'I'll be back in ten minutes, the tea is maskit, and Phoebe will take yo'r wet things and dry 'em by t' kitchen fire; and here's the stairs, opening a door in the corner of the room, from which the stairs immediately ascended.
'Come home with me, said she at last, with a bold venture, half trembling at her own proposal as she made it. 'At least you shall have some comfortable food, which I'm sure you need. 'Yo'r father's a parson? asked he, with a sudden turn in his ideas. 'He was, said Margaret, shortly. 'I'll go and take a dish o' tea with him, since yo've asked me.
'My mother niver bade yo' to come spying after me, and blaming me for seeing a lad as my feyther thinks well on. An' I don't believe a word about Annie Coulson; an' I'm not going to suffer yo' to come wi' yo'r tales to me; say 'em out to his face, and hear what he'll say to yo'.
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