The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-09-18
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the bride. ~ -
You seem to be in great hurry" said
no. where mought you be from 2"
VI told him, Dunderbrook, Massachu-
| sets" th''
"Why, how you taki" said he. "Did
| you ever run against cousin of mine Da-
vid Smith, who lives in the Bay State
somewhere2 I've lost all track of him late
ly.' .
"Never heard of him."
"Ah what mought be your name, il 1
mought be so bold?"
ezekiel Gale
"Any relation to Square Gales folks?"
"He is my uncle"
"Sho, you don't say. Here, don't be in
such an everlasting hurry. low would
you like to swop off that ere pony of yourn
for pain of steers2 lie seems to be a live
ly beast
81 replied that didn't care to trade that
day, and pushed on, although he tried to
stop me again by asking how long l ex
pected to stop in those parts.
"In about ten minutes more / had
climbed the Hill and stopped at Uncle Jer-
rvs. think L should have known the
place without any direction, it looked so
comfortable and homelike. I fastened my
horse by the gate and then went into the
house by the kitchen door. expected TO
take Aunt Nancy by surprise, but she wasn't
there. No one but girl sitting in low
chair stringing apples. A great tub of quar-
tiers stood by her side, and the table was
filed up with those she had already strung.
felt kind of awkward like, and began to
whirl my hat around my hands, for was
SO taken abaok that didn't know just what
to say.
''Do you wish to see Mr.. CALEB SAID she
looking up.
81 am his nephew, Ezekiel Gale 1
stammered out, and l came up from Mas
sachusetts to make him visit
"Oh, did your said she, jumping up and
putting down her pan of apples. Why.
you must be very tired. Sit down here by
the fire--it's quite frosty tonight; and let
me take your hat. Mr.. and Mrs. Gale have
gone to Greenough, but they will be back
this evening. | am Content 5abin.
81 said l would go out and put up my
horse. l was glad Of Il chance to 20 out in
the open air and get my breath, for she was
just the neatest girl had ever set eyes on;
and although was accounted quite a beau
at home, she tiustered me so that hadn't
word to say for myself. When l went
back into the house she had drawn out u
little square table, which was spread with
biscuits, cold boiled ham, apple sauce and
. pumpkin pie. She sat down opposite to
pour my tea, and l could hardly eat my
supper, good as it was, for watching her.
She did just look like a picture, that's a
fact. She had on a linsey-woolsey petticoat
and blue short gown; her brown hair WAS
braided back just as smooth and shiny rs
could be, and she had blue eyes, plump
rosy cheeks and neck and arms as white
As milk. u
| 81.
away, said she, for hadn't had the grace
to speak a civil word yet, and che began to
be afraid that was not pleased. But, dear
me, although had come so far to see my
relations, l was beginning to wish they
would never come back at all, but that l
might sit in that warm little room all the
rest of my life, with the tea kettle singing,
the cat purrng on the hearth, and Content
pouring tea for me, and / looking at her.
l found my tongue after awhile too, SO that
when Uncle Jerry and Aunt Nancy came
home, we sat by the fire as sociable as
though we had known each other all our
lives.
"Well, staid and staid there till my
folks began to think l never was coming
home. l helped Uncle Jerry get in the
late crops, and / had knsck with saw and
hammer which made me very useful about
evening ! sometimes took Content to a
husking or an apple-bee.
FINALLY my father sent for me. and that
night, coming home from a husking at
Deacon Banfords-I mind how the moon
shone down through the pine trees that
shaded the road-Content promised to go
back to the Bay State with me when l came
up in the spring"
Uncle Ezekiel grew thoughtful He
seemed to be living over again that golden
October evening Geneva clasped her hands
together and said in that pretty little af-
fected way she has:
"What did she say when you proposed
to her! Oh, l should like to know so
much"
Uncle Ezekiel reused up:
"She gave me simple straightforward
answer" said he, sand didn't ogle or put
on airs, as you would have done, in her
place, miss"
We were familiar with Uncle Ezekie's
rough ways, but VIC all thought he was too
hard upon Geneva, so we changed the sub
ject to the last importations by Stewart and
he fell into doze in his easy chair by the
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