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I have Ebenezer's five girls, and himself also, whenever he can be spared from town; sister Catherine and her daughter; Mr. Davis occasionally, with casual visits from all the rest of our family connection. The cottage, therefore, is never lonely."
We struck Cashmere-on-the-Hudson about three o'clock on the afternoon of the day of the wedding. 'Twas a little country kind of a town, smaller by a good deal than Orham, and so we cal'lated that perhaps after all, the affair wouldn't be so everlasting tony. But when we hove in sight of Dillamead Ebenezer's place we shortened sail and pretty nigh drew out of the race.
But why all this talk? If you know anything speak out!" Sandy walked very near the rich man, lowered his voice, and said, "I found 'im, mister." Ebenezer's nose was offended by the rank odor of liquor Sandy exuded. "You're not telling me the truth," he asserted. "You've been drinking. You're drunk now." "Yep, I air drunk some, but I air tellin' ye what's so," insisted Letts.
This was what made the good old lady scream: The ancient horse, Ebenezer, was picking his way slowly down a steep hill, placing one foot carefully in front of another, and taking pains not to step on the stones in the road, so he wouldn't fall. What happened was not Ebenezer's fault at all. You see, he was wearing an old harness.
And the next morning one of the stewards comes up to our room with some coffee and grub, and says that Mr. Catesby-Stuart requested the pleasure of our comp'ny on a afore-breakfast ice-boat sail, and would meet us at the pier in half an hour. They didn't have breakfast at Ebenezer's till pretty close to dinner time, eleven o'clock, so we had time enough for quite a trip.
Or, to take one more example, supposing one day, being utterly sick of Ebenezer's society, and longing to get a little time by yourself, you decline the tempting offer of a cricket match in which you know he also is likely to play. You mean to read this afternoon, you say.
Even a few stragglers from Berryville followed the crowd back as far as Uncle Ebenezer's farm and Pee-wee tried to tempt them into the ways of the spendthrift with taffy and other delights which cause the reckless to fall. But it was of no use. "I bet if there was a murder we could sell a lot," he said. "Motorcycle thief crowds aren't very big.
"I tell you what, men have come to the end of all this fooling with collar buttons and you are the man to make money out of the change that is coming. I am offering you the exclusive agency for this town. Take twenty dozen of these fasteners and I'll not visit any other store. I'll leave the field to you." The traveling man leaned over the counter and tapped with his finger on Ebenezer's breast.
"This bear " she said "what did he look like?" Grunty Pig's little eyes fell away from his mother's when she asked him what the bear looked like the bear that had chased him. "Er he was whitish, with brown spots, like Johnnie Green's dog," said Grunty; "and er he had a long tail like the old horse Ebenezer's; and he had six legs." Mrs. Pig suddenly made a most peculiar sound.
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