General stores -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction; West (U.S.) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"Ill feeling? I'm delighted--quite as much delighted as surprised. I
saw how 'twould be before you sailed, for my sister has always been
transparent to me. As to you, any one who saw you in Mary's presence
could see what was on your mind. That was why I came out here. There
were other places I might have selected for my own purposes, but when I
saw how matters were going, I was determined that the town in which my
sister was to live, in the course of time, shouldn't be malarious and
shabby and slow if I could do anything to better it."
"Aha!" said Philip, with the manner of a man upon whom a new light had
suddenly shone. "Now I understand your rage for local improvements, and
your Western fever in all its phases."
"Could I have had better cause?"
Philip looked admiringly at Mary, and answered:--
"No."
The table was cleared by so many hands that they were in the way of one
another; then the quintet adjourned to the windward side of the house,
under the vine-clad arbor, and began to exchange questions. Suddenly
Grace said:--
"There's something new and strange about Caleb--something besides his
change of appearance and his happiness, and I can't discover what it
is."
"Perhaps," said Mary, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, "'tis his
grammar."
Caleb's eyes expressed solicitude as they turned toward Grace, and
they indicated great sense of relief when Grace clapped her hands and
exclaimed:--
"That is it!"
"Well," said Caleb, "it does me good to know that the change is big
enough to see, for it's taken a powerful lot o' work. I used to be at
the head of the grammar class when I was a boy at school, but 'Evil
communications corrupt good manners,' as the Bible says, an' I've
been hearin' the language twisted ev'ry which way ever since I left
school. I never noticed that anythin' was wrong till I got into some
long talks with Mary, an' even then I didn't suppose that 'twas my
manner o' speech that once in a while made her twitch as if a skeeter
had suddenly made himself too familiar. One evenin'--I didn't know
till afterwards that she'd had an extra hard day at the store, an' had
brought a nervous headache home with her--she gave an awful twitch
while I was talkin', an' then she whispered 'Them!' to herself, an'
looked as disapprovin' as a minister at a street-fight. Then all of a
sudden my bad grammar came before my eyes, as awful as conviction to a
sinner. But I was tryin' to set my best foot forward, so I went on:--
"'I said "them" for "those" just now, perhaps you noticed?'
"'I believe I did,' said she.
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