The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1915-03-04

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She knew that she was sim.
ply serving as an escape valve and
that after the steam was let or she
would be more rational.
"Of course we are motherless," con
tinued Patty wlstfuly. but poor Ivory
is worse than mOtherless."
NO. not worse. Patty" said Wait
still taking the bread board and NOV
ing toward the closet Ivory loves
hts mother. and she loves him with all
the mind she hns left. She has the
best blood " New England flowing in
her veins. and ! suppose It was n great
cOmedown for her Ia marry Aaron
BoyntOn. clever aud gifted though he
was. Now Ivory has to protect her
poor. daft. innprnt rrpntur,,-and hide
her away from the gossip of the vii
lage He is surely the best OF sons.
Ivory BoyntOn."
"She Is terrible care for him and
like tn spoil his life" said Fatty
There are cares that swell the heart
IND make II bigger and warmer. Patty.
lust ~ there arr cares that shrivel II
and leave II tired and cold. love light
ems Ivory's Affections. but that Is
something you and l have b, do with
out, so II seems"
II suppose little Rodman is some
comfort to the Boyntons, even II he Is
only tenn" Patty suggested.
mo doubt He's good little fell
low, and, though it's rather hard for
Ivory TO be burlened for these last five
years with the support of a child
who's no nearer kin than a cousin.
still he's of use. minding Mrs. Boyn-
ton and the house when Ivory's away.
The schoolteacher says he is wonder
full at his books and likely to be a
great credit to the Boyntons some day
or other"
you've forgot to name our one great
blessing. walty. and l believe, any
way. you're talking 10 keep my mind
or the earrings
"You mean we've each other? No.
Patty, never forget that day or
night. IT'S that makes me willing to
bear any burden father chooses to put
upon us. Now the bread is set. but l
don't believe have the courage to put
a needle into your tender flesh. Patty.
] really don't"
NONSENSE I've got the waxed silk
all ready and chosen the right sized
needle. and I'll promise not to jump
or screech more than can help. Wen
make a tiny lead pencil dot right in the
middle OF the lobe. then you place the
needle on 1t. shut your eyes and jab
hard! expect to faint. but when !
come to- we can decide which OF US
will pull the needle through to the
other side. Probably II will be you.
I'm such a coward. II 1t hurts dread
fully I'll have only one pierced today
and take the other tomorrow. and II II
hurts very dreadfully perhaps Ill 90
through life with one earring. Aunt
Abby Cole will say it's just odd enough
to suit me!'
you'll never go through life with
one tongue at the rate you use II now"
chlded waitstill. for 1t will never last
you. Come, well take the workbasket
and go out In the barn where no one
will see or hear US"
"Goody. goody! Come alongv and
Patty clapped her hands in triumph
"Have you got the pencil and the
needle and the waxed silk? Then
bring the camphor bottle 10 revive me,
and the coral pendants. too. just to
give me courage. Hurry up. It's lO
O'Clock. ! was born at sunrise, 30 I'm
going on eighteen and can't waste
any time!'
Foxwell Baxter was ordinarily called
''Old Foxy" by the boys OF the district
and also, II Is 10 be feared. by the men
gathered for evening conference at the
various taverns. or at one OF the rival
village stores.
He had a small farm OF fifteen or
twenty acres. with pasture. wood
lot and a bayfield,. but the principal
source OF his Income came from trad
ing. His sign bore the usual legend,
west India Goods and Groceries.
and probably the most profitable ar
ticles In his stock were rum, mo
lasses, sugar and tobacco. but there
were chests OF rice. tea. coffee and
spices. barrels OF pork In brine. as vel
as piles OF cotton and wooden cloth
on the shelves above the counter. His
shop window. seldom busted or set In
order. held a few clay pipes. som'
glass Jars OF peppermint or sassafra'
lozenges. black licOrice. stick cand,
and sugar gooseberries. These dain
ties were seldom renewed, for Il wal