New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-02-15
heard her uncle Reuben's cart coming along the

Inc cart stopped. Dlmy sne saw ner
and uncle Juggling and straining to get her trunk
into the smaller boat which was set down in the
larger.
tered about her.
Don't 90 out yet, Roweny. you'll only git
chilled fore you start" said Mrs. Tutte, her lips
auivcrng as she spoke. tn take um some
time to hist that trunk in. You nights we'll Sc
down. Put your feet right on that stick Of wood
in the oven N keep warm. I'll be wrappin'
up the soapsone.'
Rowena sat down as she was hidden and put
her feet, with "rubbers" over her boots, in the
edge of the oven Of the cook-stOve
She could not speak She had never felt so
utterly miserable in her life She hated Boston
She was no longer interested 10 know how the
city looked. She did not know. after ALL as she
could ever learn to be even the most ordinary art
student 1t seemed utterly preposterouS now that
she had ever thought OF trying to study art She
could not do it.
She was struggling against powerful desire TO
turn and fling herself in her mothers arms ana
declare that she could not leave her. Her ears
heard duly her mothers voice saying:
You know I've put the doughnuts n the corn
beef n the bread in the riCht-hand top OF your
trunk wouldn't rcsk putin in no pies nor no
of um. Your fathers put the lamp kerosene stove
in a separate box Don't forgit to have Reuben
leave if where Won stop You'll want 1t TO boil
your coffee and eggs N do whatever you can 10
s'pose you'll hovc TO live mighty close You
know we sh1l send in victuals most every week
by Reuben
Mrs. Tuttle kept talking as il she were AFRAID
70 stop. The sound Of the commonplace WORDS
hclpcd her not to break down entirely.
When she had wrapped up the hot soapstone III
an old newspaper that steamed about the stone
she came and stood by her daughters chair
Rowena pulled off her mitten, put her hand ont
and took her mothers hand in close clasp. She
could not help sobbing little as she did so.
Don't Roweny." whispered the mother, trem-
bling.
NO. no, won't. And Boston isn't so far but
can come back any day
Amy day. And he dearly welcome"
Now Mrs Tuttle sobbel. Rowena prcsSed her
cheek against the rough hand
Mother, if YOU cry | shall feel ike kllIlnS
myself" she said almost violently
"Sho. now How foolish we be responded
tho mother. Immediately swallowing her tears
One of the girls had gone TO the window. and
from TINT position she now announced that
q" Father had got ladder, m they were tryin to
shove the trunk up on that But it keep sIippn
back"
81 hope shnn't keep slipping back, remarked
Rowena with a hysterical laugh.
Mrs Tutte laughed too. even more hyStclcaIF'
She said she hoped they wouldn't bender Reuben
too long. She was thankful the wind was IN the
northwest. and so Rowcny wouldn't have 70 face
it.
The girl rose and walked about the room. She
looked at everything in it as il sic should never
he there again But she did not dare to look al
her mothers face.
There. The trunk has tumbled in cleI th'
observer az the window
All ashore that's gon ashore shouted Uncle
Reuben's Jolly voice.
Rowena hurricdly kissed her sisters, heli her
mother fast moment and heard the tremu'onS
words:
Il Know you'll keep straight, Roweny. "
don't forgit us"
She ran down the path Her father held the
ladder in place and she climbed mp and stepped
over INTO the boat There were n great many
blankets and shawls in the bottom Of the hoit.
Mrs TuttIe came out with the hot soapStOAe
which was carefully placed at the girls feet by
her father, who had come aboard with her.
He also sad I'm sure you'll keep straight.
P'raps The Turtles amt no great for laNln up,
but they amt crooked. liood-hy.
lie went down the ladder and then SET II care
fully against the fierce. -
their hands.
Uncle Reuben said ut want no;hin' TO 20 10
Borston. ok, Cit MP"
In another moment the cart had gone round
a curve The Tuttlcs ran into the house. How
the wind swept about! How the dust blew over
the fr0z N road.
There was slight gray film rising in the north
and west.
Mr. Tuttle stood good while by the Kitchen
stove with his ha1rds in his pockets. He was a
in a
face with a great development on his head Of
the bump that is called berevolcncc.
he had not twlce signcd" for friends who were
sure thcy could pay long before NE notes were
due. But, they did mo-, pay, and Mr. Tuttlc had
10 raise the money cach time.
His wife had made him pledge himself never
10 sign again. He was now oni If the debts so
incurred. but he was 10 longer Young man.
At last &c said that if the wind got into the
east he guessed therr'd be a tough snowstorm, by
the way the sky looled.
He walked ont toward the barn. HIS wife.
watching him, thought he more bent than
usual
lie always dii THINK everything Of Rowcny,"
Sic whispered. Then she hurried about the house
work which had beer: left standing She was
glad there was 80 much 10 do she hustled tie
girls oil 10 school for il was not yet @ o'clock
When tine 2oa' pasSd the 1rmrr Ge AL mI
flung OUT her hand She saw that Gcorey was
crying.
Uncle Reuben repeated MS remark that lit
want Eothin' 10 20 to Borston.'
After tma' ROwcna wrapped herself heavily and
gave herself mp 10 her thoughts. They were not
quite 80 dismal now the wrench Of parting was
over. She began 10 the roadsidcs and tie dis
t1nt pastures. She thought the different hUes ~
brown were charming. She began 10 compound i'm
her mind thr coorS she would Use in skctching
that faIawnY hill wheIc the stuntcd sayins now
ooEcd e-black in Tie cold air
All al once She became aware that ncc Rcu-
ben was pnllin9 in his horse and saving. whoa"
An open wagon was driven alongside and u
NOun- mar sprahG out Of IT, In some way ne
managed 10 get into the boat with two or three
agile movements.
You'd octtrr remember that these horses won't
bear much courtln' this weather" said Uncle
Reuben, slapplrg his hands against his chest.
Now he WIS in TIE boat with R"wcnd the Young
man apparently had nothing to say. lie SIAM
mcrcd and was very red
=" wanted TO say good-by" he At last began
- think il kinder mean not 10 let me say
good-by"
am not hindcring you" responded ROwcna
Uncle Ecnben chucklea The young man. whose
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