Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-10-14
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rain and plough the Docia lot, and then go
on to the store I'm usin' up putty close
to-day. Tell Wells to send me two
pounds of his best store candIes-my last
dippin runs SO they'd be sure to grease
the quilt-a dozen sticks-well, maybe a
matter of pound Of cinnamon, a ounce
OF nutmegs. six good Jul " lemons, half a
pound of his best Hyson, and my yellow
box full of sugar."
.'Good land Goshen, mother, haul out
yer quill and figure 'em down."
My hands amt fit. no more be yer
Aunt Polly's, she nussin yer ducks. and
Betsy's as busy as bee in punkin
blow. Come around by Squire Lyonses
and ask Miss Why, the housekeeper, to
change that settin o, eggs with me, and
tell the Squire (raisin' her voice. that
Betsey's quiltin' comes off tomorrow and
she'll be desput disappointed if he and
Enoch don't come round to tea and help
to shake the quilt in the evenin'. -
ooh Mother Remington" said Bet
sey. looking up with disturbed face from
the fine table-cIoth she was ironing; ''you
-knowI don't want 'em, at least / don't
care about their coming"
s.Betsey, child, don't be foolin' with
good fortin','' said Mrs. Remington.
'.I've told yer pa thousand times when
he was Twin that you was jest like him.
Now that high-headedness o. yourn is a
real Remin'ton streak. What in posset
be you goin' to say to folks; that's rs
good as any other noticemen; for'tino."
Betsey deposited her non at the fire
with will, and with her sweet face some
what discomposed ran to the door and.
leaning far out and speaking in an under
tone, said, "Jim, ask them ut the store If
the letters have come this week. and be
SIRE to save a ninepence to pay the post
age. and then stop at Eliza Moses and
tell her ] shall expect her real early and
ask her to wear her robroy shawl; | want
mother to see it,
bob what?' shouted Jim, IL can't
tackle all yer women's names and no.
TONS" and the little old pony, obeyng
the word OF command, started forward
with good courage, and the rest OF the SEN
tence was lost in the crunchng of the
elam-sheils under the wheels of the lum-
Der wagon. =
WHO under the sun be you expectiT a
letter FROM said Mrs. Remington, reach
ing out to close a blind, and gazing stead
lily into the girls face.
Betsey dropped her dark eyes on to her
calico van-dyhc with most perceptible con
fusion.
"Aunt Becky might possibly write to
say she is coming over with the girls to-
morrow"
..Write, your Aunt Becky write let
ter? She might writ if she'd had vision OF
the Day of Demption, bnt nothin' less
1T h..,- 10, hat 1tgt, Rot ha
yer senses clean gono?"
MY senses are not ut all bewildered,
mother. and am not going to be afraid TO
tell you that had hoped | might hear
from Henry Creighton" and a CLEAN OF
honest defiance darted from the full brown
eyes.
Tee dimon. tee dee I say fort ain
YOU never goin' to git over the foolish
nonsense you showed for that schoolmas-
ter?" pursued her mother with great
asperity. 1--WE talked myself hoarse and
blind about it, ! should think you'd see
but at this instant Mother Remington s
quick eye caught signs of over-rising in
biscuits. doughnuts, loaf cake. Quickly
conveying the two former to a cooler To-
calty, she lifted huge pan OF cake risen
10 overllowing to the table. and both hands
"tl' IuiNhig tuipioStu III u> WI NHiS
over
"Betscy." she continued, your contrari-
ness will ruin you. Poverty. shifllessncss
and book -larnin.' it seems to me, are
chains that cling closter than a brother to
that meechin kind of individooul-a
feachin' man. How ken you take up with
such chance and give Squire Lyonses
son, Enoch, the 90 by. I'll venture what
You dare he II make rs good pervider rs
You'll find in all the country round.
Why. you'd oughter seen what husband
his pa. the old squire. made his ma. she
that was Mahaly Price. Why, she had a
real peg and fillet for her foretop. and no
other woman in the town wore the bunnit
ribbins she did,
81 don't see how they could" said Bet
sew mischievouslv.
Mrs. Remington taking no notice of this
remark pursued the subject to its end.
"The squire made nothin' of payin' two
and sixpence or even three and ninepence
n yard for 'em. cant doubt it. for Har-
rit Emo tailored there year after
year and she told me. She had a
real sale carpet for her front room.
full china set of flowin' blue for
her table. a posy bed sot out each side OF
her front door. and a chase To ride on,
in. let alone her saddle and pilion."