Quincy Adams Sawyer And Mason's Corner Folks Part 7
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"At the same time, Hiram," said Mandy, "go find me that dozen eggs that I told you I wanted for that puddin'."
Hiram winked at Mandy, unseen by the Professor and started for the chicken coop.
"Guess I'll have a chair," remarked the Professor.
"All right, if you don't take it with you when you go," replied Mandy, still busily was.h.i.+ng dishes.
"Fine weather," said Strout.
"Sorter between," laconically replied Mandy.
"Did you enjoy the concert?" asked Strout.
"Some parts of it," said Mandy. "I thought Mr. Sawyer and Miss Putnam were just splendid. His whistling was just grand."
"He'll whistle another kind of a tune in a few days," remarked Strout.
"What? Are you going to give another concert?" asked Mandy, looking at him for the first time.
"If I do," replied the Professor, "you bet he won't be one of the performers."
"Oh, I see," said Mandy, "you're mad with him 'cause he hogged the whole show. Mr. Maxwell was just telling me as how Mr. Sawyer was going to hire the Town Hall on Was.h.i.+ngton's birthday and bring down a big bra.s.s band from Boston and give a concert that would put you in the shade, and somebody was telling me, I forget who, that Mr. Sawyer don't like to sit 'round doing nothin', and he's goin' to give music lessons."
These last two untruthful shots. .h.i.t the mark, as she knew they would, and Strout, abandoning the subject, blurted out, "Where in thunder's that Hiram? I'll be blowed if I don't believe he went to look for the eggs first."
"I reckon he did," said Mandy, "if he means to keep on good terms with me. He ain't likely to tend to stray jobs till he's done up his regular ch.o.r.es."
"I s'pose Deacon Mason sends him down here to wait on you?" remarked Strout with a sneer.
"Did Deacon Mason tell you that you could have him to run your errands?"
inquired Mandy, with a pout.
"Guess the best thing I can do," said Strout rising, "is to go hunt Pettengill up myself."
"I guess you've struck it right this time," a.s.sented Mandy, as Strout left the room and started for the wood-shed.
As he closed the door, Mandy resumed her singing as though such conversations were of everyday occurrence.
She finished her work at the sink and was fixing the kitchen fire when Hiram returned.
"All I could find," said he, holding an egg in each hand. "The hens must have struck or think it's a holiday. S'pose there's any out in the barn?
Come, let's go look, Mandy. Where's old Strout?"
"I guess he's gone to look for Mr. Pettengill," replied Mandy, with a laugh.
"I kinder thought he would if I stayed long enough," said Hiram, with a grin; "but come along, Mandy, no hen fruit, no puddin'."
"Mr. Maxwell," said Mandy, soberly, "I wish you'd be more particular about your language. You know I abominate slang. You know how careful I try to be."
"You're a dandy," said Hiram, taking her hand.
They ran as far as the wood-shed, when seeing the door open, they hid behind it until Strout came out and walked down towards the lane to meet Ezekiel, whom he had seen coming up from the road. Then Hiram and Mandy sped on their way to the barn, which they quickly reached and were soon upon the haymow, apparently searching intently for eggs.
When Strout reached Ezekiel he shook hands with him and said, "Come up to the barn, Pettengill, I've got a little somethin' I want to tell you and it's kinder private. It's about that city feller that's swellin'
round here puttin' on airs and tryin' to make us think that his father is a bigger man than George Was.h.i.+ngton. He about the same as told me down to the grocery store that the blood of all the Quincys flowed in one arm and the blood of all the Adams in the other, but I kinder guess that the rest of his carca.s.s is full of calf's blood and there's more fuss and feathers than fight to him."
By this time they had reached the barn and they sat down upon a pile of hay at the foot of the mow.
"Now my plan's this," said Strout. "You know Bob Wood; well, he's the biggest feller and the best fighter in town. I'm goin' to post Bob up as to how to pick a quarrel with that city feller. When he gets the lickin'
that he deserves, I rayther think that Deacon Mason will lose a boarder."
"But s'posin' Mr. Sawyer licks Bob Wood?" queried Ezekiel.
"Oh! I don't count much on that," said Strout; "but if it should turn out that way we're goin' to turn in and get up a surprise party for Miss Mason and jist leave him out."
"I hope you ain't goin' to do any fightin' down to Deacon Mason's?"
remarked Ezekiel.
"Oh, no!" protested Strout, "it'll be kind o' quiet, underminin' work, as it were. Remarks and sayin's and side whispers and odd looks, the cold shoulder business, you know, that soon tells a feller that his company ain't appreciated."
"Well, I don't think that's quite fair," said Ezekiel. "You don't like him, Mr. Strout, but I don't think the whole town will take it up."
The Professor said sternly, "He has insulted me and in doing that he has insulted the whole town of Eastborough."
A smothered laugh was heard.
"By George! What was that?" cried Strout.
Ezekiel was at a loss what to say, and before he could reply, Mandy's laughing had caused the hay to move. As it began to slide she clutched at Hiram in a vain effort to save herself, and the next instant a large pile of hay, bearing Hiram and Mandy, came down, falling upon Ezekiel and Strout and covering them from sight.
When all had struggled to their feet, Ezekiel turned to Mandy and said sharply, "What were you doin' up there, Mandy?"
"Looking for eggs," said she, as she ran out of the barn and started for the house.
Hiram stood with his mouth distended with a huge smile. Strout turned towards him and said savagely, "Well, if you're the only egg she got, 'twas a mighty bad one."
Hiram retorted, "I would rather be called a bad egg than somethin' I heard about you."
Strout, in a pa.s.sion, cried out, "Who said anything about me?"
Hiram made for the barn door and then said, "heard a gentleman say as how there was only one jacka.s.s in Eastborough and he taught the singin'
school."
Strout caught up a rake to throw at him, but Hiram was out of sight before he could carry out his purpose. Turning to Ezekiel, Strout said, "I bet a dollar, Pettengill, it was that city feller that said that, and as I have twice remarked and this makes three times, this town ain't big enough to hold both on us."
CHAPTER VIII.
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