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"Oh, I'm just about the same," complained his hostess; "not down sick, but gruntin'. Folks that's up an' down like I am don't get nigh as much sympathy as they 'd ought. I tell Starkweather, well folks like him an' Idy ain't fittin' comp'ny fer an inv'lid." "Mr. Starkweather's lookin' better 'n he did," said Parker, listening rapturously to the thumps of the rolling-pin in the pantry.

"What does Idy think about it?" queried Mose innocently. "Idy stands up fer her pa; that's what I like about 'er. I like a woman that'll back a man up, right er wrong; it's proper an' female. It's what made me take a shine to 'er." "You wouldn't want her to back Barden up."

Her ma is sickly; one o' your chronics. Idy runs the ranch. I set here of evenin's, an' watch 'em through this yer field-glass. She slams around that place like a house a-fire. It's inspirin' to see her. Give me a woman that makes things hum, ever-ee time!" "Somebody said she had a hell of a temper," ventured Mose, willing to be the recipient of further confidences. "Somebody lied.

"Now, look here, Idy," he said; "you'd ought to quit foolin'. You know what I mean well enough; you're just purtendin'. You know I want to marry ye." "Me!" The girl lifted her brows until they disappeared under the edge of her much-becurled bang. "Want to marry me! Great Scott!" "I don't see why it's great Scott or great anything else," said Parker doggedly.

It was Monday, and Idy was putting the week's washing through the wringer with a loud vocal accompaniment of gospel hymn. Eben had worked steadily since sunrise. The vines were young, and the ground was not heavy, but the day was warm, and he wielded the mattock rapidly, stooping now and then to jerk out a refractory root with his hands.

"W. C. T. U.," corrected Idy, with emphasis. "All right; W. C. T. me, if that suits you any better. It's a long time since I learned my letters, an' I get 'em mixed. But I've made up my mind on the teetotal business, and don't ye forget it." "There ain't any danger of me forgettin' it," said the young woman significantly.

But the Admirall was sunke with much leaking, neere to the Idy Stone, a rocke that lieth ouer against Plimouth sound, and the men were saued. This ship also certified vs that Captaine Prestons ship had taken a prize loden with siluer. My Lord entred presently into this ship, and went to Falmouth, and we held on our course for Plimouth.

It was moonlight when the stranger returned, and handed the packages to Idy at the kitchen door. "Pappy's asleep," she whispered, in answer to his inquiries; "he seems to be restin' easy." "Is there no one about the place but yourself and mother, Miss Starkweather?" Idy shook her head. "Well, then, if you don't mind, I think I will put my horse in the barn, and sleep in the shed here, on the hay.

Harry Foster said that children did mischief in pulling off bits of the dry fish and spoiling them for market; but there was no end of fish, and everybody felt a sympathy for "Idy and Georgie both" in their sad captivity.

He turned his head to listen, and then raised the glass and leveled it on Starkweather's ranch. "I thought at first that was Idy," he said to himself, "but it wa'n't. She 's got a cheerful disposition, but I don't believe she'd laugh that a-way when she's a-learnin' a bull calf to drink; that ain't what I call a laughin' job.

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