St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1892-06-09

lS VIII iHdudS0 II iOi Us.
1t was growing late; the shadow
of the hill fell upon the orchard, and
across the salt meadows, to the blue
and golden sea. They rose and
slowly climbed the hill, not by the
road, but through the fields where
the gathered cornstalks were stand
ing. Up and up they climbed, till
they reached the sunlight once more.
They were nearing the house now,
and stood together looking out over
the sea. Unrebuked, John stopped
for a farewell kiss, when suddenly an
unearthlv shrek came from behind a
cornstack.
"Hi-hi, Patience Brown, and what
will thy father say" shouted the
cracked voice of half-grown man.
go home, Caesar; shall have
thee whipped" said Patience look
ing SO angry, so really terrible, in
spite of her small stature, that the
boy, for he was hardly more, skunk
off abashed.
Patience's eyes shone as John had
never seen them. They parted imme-
die tely, he rushing down hill cursing
his imprudence in having ventured so
near the house.
Patience,-for no one but John
Targee called her Patty,-made her
way through one more field and into
the barnyard where she stopped to
give her order to the old negro slave
who acted as overseer and head far
mer. He shook his head and grum-
bled a little, but finally nodded, and
she left him.
Lucky for her, and me, too, that
the masters away tonight, for he
don't like whippin'," he grumbled to
himself But Caesar am a bad boy,
a whippin' II do him good, any
ways"
Patience entered the house through
the great kitchen, and to her surprise
found her mother there in close con-
sultation with Julia Anne, shortened
to Tuliann, ode bes' cook in Nara
gansett," as she triumphantly pro-
claimed herself
was usually seated upon her door
step, her comely person the picture
of repose; or if the weather was bad
she sat placidly in ''the great room"
| her hands busy with knitting needles,
with a Bible on a stand beside her.
! But tonight, as Patience came in,
she heard her me Their speak anxiously.
docs thee think the turkey will be
tender against the morrow? If only
we could have known yesterday"
Four great hams were on the broad
kitchen table, undergoing careful in
spection. One was finally chosen
the cauldron was already swung for
it's boiling. Little ''niggs" came run
ming in with baskets of kindling, and
old Aunt Sally in the corner, the an.
cient and decrepit family nurse who
harmlesslv crooned away her days
by the fire, even Aunt Sally was busy
with bowl of suet carefully, sort
ing and cutting it in pieces. AS Pa
thence came in, her mother turned.
20 child, what does thee think
Benjamin Franklin is coming, and
nothing would suit thy ather but he
must ride off to meet him, and ride
up with him tomorrow, and have
him to dinner, and the Robinsons
and the Arnolds, and the Potters
and half the countryside, and a bis
dinner to be got and a half day.
notice.
"Well, mother, who can get it Sc
we'll as you and Juliann? And shall
1 make thee some junket or SOM
tarts? see thee is going to hav
a suet pudding, and a turkey ssand /;
anything else?"
ga saddle of mutton with turnips
and some ducks. If that John large
were worth his salt he would hav
brought us quail, but then he's neve
round when he's wanted!" Thi
last with a kindly smile, for tn
good DANES eye had caught sight O
the gentian, and she knew well, dea
lover of flowers that she was, wht
brought her pretty daughter all tn
earliest and rarest blossoms-th
whip-poor-wills shoes as she called tn
Arethusas, in June, the marsh daisie
-Sabbahas, in August, and the frs
and latest gentians. The goo,
woman had a fondness for John
handsome face and courtly manners
: and though she knew she ought t.
prefer steady, sober-going Roge
Arnold lin meeting, and the bes
farming land on the neck, besides tn
schooner" she reflected, still sh
thought father a little hard on Pa
tience.
Later, when all the arrangement
for the morning were completed
Friend Brown came into the grea
room where Patience was sitting
idly enough to all appearance.
Patience" said her mother, wit
t as much severity as her placid voic
: could express, why did thee hav
Caesar whipped 20
Because he is an impudent fellow
| mother"
"But thee knows his father wa
: an Indian"
= 81 can't see why that is any reaso
[ for letting him behave worse tina
any one on the place"
! But thee knows it doesn't do t
whip him." said Dame Brown almos
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