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Ewell, Martha Lewis Beckwith, 1841-1902

"The Harvest of Years"

" At that moment Allie threw back her head of
dainty yellow rings, and laughed heartily, as if she knew what we said.
Mrs. Goodwin claimed the trio for one-half of the six weeks allotted to
their stay, and she said afterward:
"They were three beautiful weeks with three beautiful folks."
Louis at this time was working hard with the brush of his active
goodness, and had before him much canvas to work upon. The days were
placing it in his view, and we both dreamed at night of the work which
had come and was coming.
It was a sunny day in June when he said: "Will my Emily go with me
to-day? The colors are waiting on the pallet of the brain, and our hands
must use them to-day."
"Your Emily is ready," I replied, "and Gipsy (our horse) will take us, I
guess."
We went first to Jane North's, and Louis said to her;
"Jane, are you ready now to help us as you have promised?"
"Yes, sir," she replied; "I am."
"Will you take two boys to care for; one eleven years of age, and the
other twelve?"
"I'll do just what you say, or try to, and if my patience gives out I
can tell you, I 'spose, but I'm bound to do my duty, for I scolded and
fretted and tended to other folk's business fifteen years jist because
my own plans was upset, and I couldn't bear to see anybody happy. Well,
'twas the power of sin that did it, and if some of the old Apostles fell
short I can't think I'm alone, though that don't make it any better for
me. When are they coming?"
"To-night, I think.


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