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Updated: June 18, 2025
"It did seem kind o' wrong, but I took real pleasure in it!" Lothrop could bear no more. He wanted to wipe his eyes, but he chose instead to walk straight out of the room and down to his shop. His wife could only express a part of her amazement by demanding, in a futile sort of way, "Where'd you get the pipe?" "I stole the first one from a hired man we had," said Lucindy, her cheeks growing pink.
In close neighborhood to the house stood a peculiar structure, the half-finished dwelling McNeil had attempted, in a brief access of ambition, to build with his own hands. The chimney, slightly curving and very ragged at the top, stood foolishly above the unfinished lower story. Lucindy remembered hearing how Tom had begun the chimney first, and built the house round it.
Old Buckskin broke into a really creditable trot, and they disappeared down the village street. Lothrop sensibly took his way down to the shop while his wife was recovering her powers of speech; and for that, Jane herself mentally commended him. Lucindy kept on out of the village and along the country road.
Lucindy, to judge from the photograph cherished so tenderly under Joe's pillow, was a pretty, weak sort of a girl, with little character or courage to help poor Joe with his burdens.
I always liked bright colors, and I don't know's 'twould be real honest in me to put on mournin' when I didn't feel it." "'Honor thy father' " began Jane, in spite of her husband's warning hand; but Lucindy interrupted her, with some perplexity. "I have, Jane, I have! I honored father all my life, just as much as ever I could. I done everything he ever told me, little and big!
"What under the sun " began Mrs. Wilson; but her husband looked at her, and she stopped. He had become so used to constituting himself Lucindy's champion in the old Judge's day, now just ended, that he kept an unremitting watch on any one who might threaten her peace. But Lucindy evidently guessed at the unspoken question. "I should have come here, if I'd expected to drive," she said.
After supper, when Lucindy explained that the dishes would have to be washed, he offered to help her in his best manner. "Thank you, I don't need any help," was Lucindy's curt reply. Ordinarily he was a man of much facility and ease in addressing women, but be was vastly disconcerted by her manner. He sat rather silently waiting for the room to clear.
But they wa'n't curls, and they wouldn't ha' been short if I hadn't cut 'em. For every night, and sometimes twice a day, I curled 'em on a pipe-stem." "Ain't them curls nat'ral, Lucindy?" cried Mrs. Wilson. "Have you been fixin' 'em to blow round your face that way, all these years?" "I begun when I was a little girl," said Lucindy, guiltily.
Do you s'pose Mattie would be put out, if I should give Claribel a hat?" "Mercy sakes, no! all in the family so! But what set you out on that? She's got a good last year's one now, an' the ribbin's all pressed out an' turned, complete." "I'll tell you," Said Lucindy, leaning nearer, and speaking as if she feared the very corners might hear. "You know I never was allowed to wear bright colors.
"Boy or girl?" shouted the young father. "Girl!" came back the answer above the roar of the river. Whereupon Raish Dunnell steadied himself with his pick and taking a hatchet from his belt, cut a rude letter "L" on the side of the stranded log. "L's for Lucindy," he laughed. "Now you log if you git's fur as Saco, drop in to my wife's folks and tell 'em the baby's name."
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