Domestic fiction; New England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"I had a long spell of sickness after that I was run down, and needed
rest rather than medicine, the doctor said, and I was left pretty much
to myself; and, as we had good help at that time, my sickness didn't
make much difference in the house. Mind and body were better for the
rest, and I rose in a month or two a happier, and, I hope, a better
woman than I was when I lay down. I could not speak about myself or my
feelings easily to anybody, and I couldn't say a word to Ezra. But I
think he saw the difference. There never was a day after that, that I
did not try to say something pleasant to him; and he got none of the
sharp answers of which he used to be afraid.
"Things went on pretty much in the old way for a year or two, but better
in some respects. We had a new house built, and everything more
comfortable about us. A good many people had come to the
neighbourhood--well-to-do people; and Ezra had pride enough to wish to
`keep up with the times,' as he said. We had a school too within a
reasonable distance, and meetings almost every Sunday; and there was
some talk of having a meeting-house built: and, to my surprise, Ezra was
the one to offer a lot of land to build it on.
"There was talk of a railroad coming our way, which would bring markets
nearer, and increase the value of property; and all this did not make
him less eager about making money, but more so. I _did_ try to get on
better terms with him these days, and I could see that anything I said
had more influence with him, though he would not own it in words. My
pride was broken as far as he was concerned; the hard feeling against
him had gone out of my heart. I could pray for him, and hope for him,
and I had peace in my own soul, which made all the difference. The boys
were good boys too, and had an easier time than their brothers had had,
and were growing up like other folks' children--manly little fellows,
afraid of nothing--and I did not fret about them as I had done about the
others. We might have gone on like this for years if something had not
happened."
Mrs Stone paused, and leaned back against the rock with her face turned
away for a little while. Then she said--
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