At last I unbuttoned my coat, put them in my apron front, gathered it
up, and holding it between my teeth, started back. I had to double
more than ever on account of the eggs, and when I reached the floodgate
it rocked like a branch in the wind; but I had to get back, so I rested
and listened to the larks a while. That was a good plan. They were
calling for mates, and what they said was so perfectly lovely, you
couldn't think of anything else; and the less you thought about how
that gate rocked, and how deep and swift the water ran, the better for
you. At last one lark went almost from sight and he rang, twisted and
trilled his call, until my heart swelled so big it hurt. I crossed on
the jump with no time to think at all. That was a fine plan, for I
made it, but I hit the post so hard I broke the middle egg. I was
going to throw it away, but there was so much starch in my apron it
held like a dish, and it had been clean that morning, now the egg
soiled it anyway, so I ran and got home all right.
Mother was so pleased about the eggs she changed the apron and never
said a word, except to brag on me. She said she couldn't keep house
without me, and I guess that was a fact. I came in handy a lot of
times. But at dinner when she scolded the boys about the eggs, and
told them I brought the goose eggs for her custard, else there would
have been no pie, father broke loose, and I thought he was going to
whip me sure. He told mother all about the water and the gate, and how
I had to cross, and he said, 'it was a dispensation of Providence that
we didn't have a funeral instead of celebrating Easter,' so I said:
"Well, if you think I came so near drowning myself, when you rejoice
because Christ is risen from the dead, you can be glad I am too, and
that will make it all the better."
The boys laughed, but father said it was no laughing matter. I think
that speech saved me from going on the threshing floor, for he took me
on his lap when I thought I'd have to go, and told me never, never to
do anything like that again, and then he hugged me until I almost
broke. Gracious! He should have seen us going to school some days.
Why, we even walked the top rail when it was the only one above water,
and we could cross the bridge if we wanted to. At least when Laddie or
Miss Amelia was not around, we did.
Leon was so bursting full he scarcely could eat, and Laddie looked
pretty glum when he had to admit he had no eggs; so Laddie had to hand
over the whole two dozen. Leon didn't mind that, but he said if he
must, then all of us should stay in the dining-room until he brought
them, because of course he couldn't walk straight and get them in broad
daylight with us watching, and not show where they were. Father said
that was fair, so Leon went out and before so very long he came back
with the eggs.
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