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But I know it will be a sort of comfort to you to know that there
is a Presbyterian minister in the house with me, and I'll really
try to like him if I can.
There's nothing to complain of in the board. It isn't luxurious, of
course, but I didn't expect that. Everything is very plain, but
Mrs. Tanner manages to make it taste good. She makes fine
corn-bread, almost as good as yours--not quite.
My room is all lovely, now that I have covered its bareness with my
own things, but it has one great thing that can't compare with
anything at home, and that is its view. It is wonderful! I wish I
could make you see it. There is a mountain at the end of it that
has as many different garments as a queen. To-night, when sunset
came, it grew filmy as if a gauze of many colors had dropped upon
it and melted into it, and glowed and melted until it turned to
slate blue under the wide, starred blue of the wonderful night sky,
and all the dark about was velvet. Last night my mountain was all
pink and silver, and I have seen it purple and rose. But you can't
think the wideness of the sky, and I couldn't paint it for you with
words. You must see it to understand. A great, wide, dark sapphire
floor just simply ravished with stars like big jewels!
But I must stop and go to bed, for I find the air of this country
makes me very sleepy, and my wicked little kerosene-lamp is
smoking. I guess you would better send me my student-lamp, after
all, for I'm surely going to need it.
Now I must turn out the light and say good night to my mountain,
and then I will go to sleep thinking of you. Don't worry about the
minister. I'm very polite to him, but I shall never--_no,
never_--fall in love with _him_--tell Jane.
Your loving little girl,
MARGARET.
CHAPTER VIII
Margaret had arranged with Bud to take her to the school-house the next
morning, and he had promised to have a horse hitched up and ready at ten
o'clock, as it seemed the school was a magnificent distance from her
boarding-place. In fact, everything seemed to be located with a view to
being as far from everywhere else as possible. Even the town was
scattering and widespread and sparse.
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