City and town life -- Fiction; Gossip -- Fiction; Virginia -- Fiction
"She tells everybody. Sometimes she's right set up about havin'
buried two and havin' a third livin', and then when she gets mad
with Mr. Jepson she says anybody could get husbands like hers. But,
Miss Mary"--again the anxious look hovered a moment on the earnest
little face--"muther ain't got a dress to her name fitt'n to wear.
That's the reason she hasn't been to church this spring. Everybody
else had to have something, and it takes all father's money for rent
and food, and the egg money went for medicine when Billy was sick."
"Oh, that will be all right. We're going to see she's fixed up.
Didn't I tell you to stop thinking about things like that? By the
time you're grown you'll have all Milltown on your shoulders."
"You've got all Yorkburg on yours."
"Indeed I haven't." She got up. "But this isn't writing my letters.
Did you know they were going to begin building both schools the
first of August? The plans have been accepted, and next year you'll
be in the new grammar school. Isn't that fine?"
Peggy nodded, but not enthusiastically. "I don't think my head
was meant for much schoolin', but of course I'll go until I'm big
enough to work. Are you goin' to write to that friend of yours and
muther's to-day? If you do would you mind"--she hesitated and her
face flushed slightly--"would you mind sayin' I'm awful much obliged
for bein' sent to Atlantic City? I haven't took it in good yet.
Don't seem like it can be true sure 'nough that Milltown people like
muther and me can be goin' to a place like that. My stomach is
quiverin' this minute in little chills from hearin' 'bout it. I reckon
it will take 'till next week to get used to the feel of the
thought. I saw a picture once of a lot of people in bathin', and
muther said they didn't look to her like they had enough clothes on,
but she say if they choose to make spectickles of themselves there
warn't no law to keep you from lookin', and she always believed in
seein' all there was to see in life. Muther certainly will have a
grand time, and won't she throw back her head and laugh hearty?
It certainly is good in your friend to give her the chance. I reckon
it must be somebody who loves to give pleasure."
Chapter XIV
A MORNING TALK
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