New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-02-08

shawl on her shoulders.
you're dretfu foolish TO talk so,' whispered
her mother. You see Marthy's Jest s mad S
she be-
But Funice did not seem to repent
The dressmakcr had turned to the table where
she had beer cutting out" She lifted the long
shears which lay there and viciously snapped
them in the air One felt sure, from her action
and from the expression Of her face, that if Ro-
wena futile had been between those blades in
reality as she was in Miss Hancock's imagna-
ton. Rowena futile would have been cut in
twain
Marthy presently bethought herself that she
was professor She walked about the room with
the shears uplifted in her hand.
Il never could endure that girl. anyway" she
said. in a HIGH voice, n | shant like her any
better now you may be sure, Mis- Warner. What
is one of Hiram Tuttles girls / sh'd like to
know. morc'n other folks? And she er stickin
up her nose at everybody"
"She don't stick up her nose"
These words c,mc very decidedly from the lounge
where Eunice sat. "She's jest brighter than some
people that's all.
"EuniCc!"
Mrs. Warner spoke severely.
Let her 60 right on, Ms Warner: let her go
right on said Marthy s, red with excitement.
well, she is brighter" persisted Eunice
Possibly the girl was taking her revenge for
the uncomfortable way in which Miss Hancock had
pinched and pushed her while trying TO get fit
Mrs Warner now informed her daughter that
whether she was faint not. if she spoke another
word in the next ten minutes she should leave the
room.
This threat had its effect. There was entire 81
lence the part of Eunice. Her mother again
told Miss Hancock that it was only them chill
-l,o III Int l,iyl-
to take il so serious '
II is so very easy TO be calmly cheerful over an
annoyance which affects some one else II may he
that Mrs Warmers checrfulncss irritated the dress
maker At any rate this latter person repeated
that dreadful motion with her shears, and she re-
marked in shrill voice that Mis- Warner hadnt
been told she had brass inside
Law responded the other comfortably, i
almost wish I had got one; then mebbc fried CAKES
m pickles wouldn't be so apt to hurt me-
She went on to say for the third time, with great
seriousness, that she did think That Marthy was
| making great deal too much of few thoughtless
words that didn't really mean nothn'.'
After n few more minutes had passed the dress
| maker resumed her work Eunlce was unplhhea
| nj 4 allowed to put on her old gray wool gown.
| She was suky and did not attempt TO speak, even
when the time prescribed for silence had passed.
|
cashmere and the cambria with dangerous swift
moss Mrs Warmers sewing machine whrred on
with pauseless industry. The winter sunlight
came in at the small-paned windows and fell
BRIGHTLY on the gay braided rugs on the yeilo"
| floor The cat placed herself in the middle oil the
sunshine curled her tail about her front paws and
blinked and puTed.
| Eunicc sat for some time by one of the windows
| and stared out on the narrow road, which maze Il
turn here and went of straight up long NIL Az
the turn was guide-board, and on the DoaIu 'hc
| words To BostoI-29 miles" there was aIso
| hand with the stump of an index hhger pointing
| ND that hill That direction might have sald wv
miles TO Boston, and the idea Of distance Wou' ho'
have been any greater TO the child LOOKING al It,
| people around here were not in the habit of going
| to Boston. Nothing called them there. Inc near
est railroad station was eleven miles away IL was
| true that there were people over III the uluule
village" who often went TO the city But TINS
| hamlet WAS IN effect almost remote as II L had
| been a great deal further away from any large
| town.
| In at 1.-The Corners" there was boat shop
where they built boats, and from which, ABOUT
| once n week all The year round, man drove 10
Boston with two boats The smaller was SET ihVo
| the larger they were fastened on TWO pairs Vi
wheels very far apart and drawn by one horse
The driver started in the morning The next DAY
he returned, sitting folded horse DlahheU near
| the front wheels.
tmo,ce often taouaht this man must know the
| world thoroughly She envied him. Now as she
san with hcr forehead pressed against the glass she
| heard the rafting Of wheels coming down inc
| Iona hill She knew instantly that IL was inc
rattle of the boat-cart OH it's way home Inere
was snow, the roau was hard ana almost WING
| everything passing over II resoundeu . g.,
! There's Reuben Little comm home, sad
| Mrs Warner, she stopped Der machine anu
! drew out a long seam from II. ~ must ~
| mighty tedious drivn so fun III the winter time.
| 4 guess Reub keeps liquor enough Gown 70
make the u%e s6 P;5d G ha hi. wife hate to
have hum 20 TO Boston 50, where he con gu liquor
| 50 easy" H., ,su. H.
added that wives had to ptt up WA Soon many
things that they'd have df'runt If they could.
Mrs. Warner said that was so VIVA more l,
icrvor than she would have employed II she had
not wished to propitiatc Marthy 5 for the treat
ment She had received at tie hands Of Eunic e.,
,bs Ms ncn@ MSeeei w WIS., @ shOrnes
round the corner and had very unexpectedly
stopped little beyond III, house 49,,
Mr Little apparently did not wish 10 take the
trouble to leave his position among blankets ana
old buffalo robes. lie made beckoning inoye-
ment with his whip toward hnnice, Tho lhineo VI
ately dashed out Of the sde-doer and ran up 10
The man finally disinterred a brown p?pcr pack
age from somewhere near his feet. He held IT
guy Roweny lad me git that framed in Borston,",
he said m she told me TO give 1t to you when |
come by They sid where they put or the frame
that it ruther good for cmmyioor. MebP$
Won know what a emmytOer is ! don't. told
um my niece done il. let I'm know she could
do lots better N that elk Git up"
He swung the whip around, the horse started
the wheels began TO rattle.
Eunice dashed back into the house again. Her
mother and Miss Hancock had been watching
her with that keen curiosity which seems M
separable from life among such surroundings
They both huns over Eunioe as she tore the wrap
pings from her parcel.
~ declare :" exclaimed Mrs. Warner, in undis
gused delight, amt il jest as natral as life
~ there's the old bntternut N DO believe it's