ain't like goin' among strangers,
though, if it is in a strange land. They're her father's own kin, and if
they're any ways like him they're warm-hearted enough, if that's all you
want. I guess they'll do what's right by Lyddy when she gets there. And
I try to look at it this way: that long before that maple by the gate is red
she'll be with her father's own sister; and I for one don't mean to let it
worry me." She made search for her handkerchief, and wiped away the
tears that fell down her cheeks.
"Yes," returned the old man; "and before the leaves are on the ground
we shall more'n have got our first letter from her. I declare for't," he
added, after a tremulous pause, "I was goin' to say how Lyddy would
enjoy readin' it to us! I don't seem to get it rightly into my head that
she's goin' away."
"It ain't as if Lyddy was leavin' any life behind her that's over and
above pleasant," resumed the woman. "She's a good girl, and I never
want to see a more uncomplainin'; but I know it's duller and duller here
all the while for her, with us two old folks, and no young company; and
I d'know as it's been any better the two winters she's taught in the Mill
Village. That's what reconciles me, on Lyddy's account, as much as
anything. I ain't one to set much store on worldly ambition, and I never
was; and I d'know as I care for Lyddy's advancement, as you may call it.
I believe that as far forth as true happiness goes she'd be as well off
here as there. But I don't say but what she would be more satisfied in
the end, and as long as you can't have happiness, in this world, I say
you'd better have satisfaction. Is that Josiah Whitman's hearse goin'
past?" she asked, rising from her chair, and craning forward to bring
her eyes on a level with the window, while she suspended the agitation
of the palm-leaf fan which she had not ceased to ply during her talk;
she remained a moment with the quiescent fan pressed against her
bosom, and then she stepped out of the door, and down the walk to the
gate. "Josiah!" she called, while the old man looked and listened at the
window. "Who you be'n buryin'?"
The man halted his hearse, and answered briefly, "Mirandy Holcomb."
"Why, I thought the funeral wa'n't to be till tomorrow! Well, I declare,"
said the woman, as she reëntered the room and sat down again in her
rocking-chair, "I didn't ask him whether it was Mr. Goodlow or Mr.
Baldwin preached the sermon. I was so put out hearin' it was Mirandy,
you might say I forgot to ask him anything. Mirandy was always a well
woman till they moved down to the Mill Village and began takin' the
hands to board,--so many of 'em. When I think of Lyddy's teachin' there
another winter,--well, I could almost rejoice that she was goin' away.
She ain't a mite too strong as it is."
Here the woman paused, and the old man struck in with his quaint
treble while she fanned herself in silence: "I do suppose the voyage is
goin' to be everything for her health. She'll be from a month to six
weeks gettin' to Try-East, and that'll be a complete change of air, Mr.
Goodlow says. And she won't have a care on her mind the whole way
out. It'll be a season of rest and quiet. I did wish, just for the joke of the
thing, as you may say, that the ship had be'n goin' straight to Venus,
and Lyddy could 'a' walked right in on 'em at breakfast, some morning.
I should liked it to be'n a surprise. But there wa'n't any ship at Boston
loadin' for Venus, and they didn't much believe I'd find one at New
York. So I just took up with the captain of the Aroostook's offer. He
says she can telegraph to her folks at Venus as soon as she gets to
Try-East, and she's welcome to stay on the ship till they come for her. I
didn't think of their havin' our mod'n improvements out there; but he
says they have telegraphs and railroads everywheres, the same as we do;
and they're real kind and polite when you get used to 'em. The captain,
he's as nice a man as I ever see. His wife's be'n two or three voyages
with him in the Aroostook, and he'll know just how to have Lyddy's
comfort looked after. He showed me the state-room she's goin' to have.
Well, it ain't over and above large, but it's pretty as a
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