Mysticism -- Fiction; Supernatural -- Fiction; Virginia -- Fiction
Marget had a basket upon her arm. "It is full of silk and cotton scraps
for Julia's quilts. The day I met you in Alder I begged of two or three
friends and they gave me all this! It is Julia's intense industry and
happiness, piecing quilts."
"Who is Julia?"
"Mimy's lame daughter. Lame in her body and just a little lame in her
mind."
"Where does Just So come in?"
"Oh, he's Susan's! Susan has been away upon a visit, but she's home
again. Zinia is Mimy's niece, and Jim is her grandson. Mimy and her
husband, old Uncle Jack, who is dead, 'belonged,' as they call it, to
the Lindens. When Richard bought Sweet Rocket she was living in Alder,
and she rode over in a wagon one day and told him she wanted to come
home--just like me!" said Marget, with a happy laugh. "The old cabins
were tumbling down. Richard built her a real house. He said that any who
came and said, 'This is home'--" Her dark eyes looked afar to the valley
rim.
"Where does Mancy live?"
"Over there, behind the big field. He and Delia, his wife, and William,
who is Roger Carter's right-hand man."
Mimy, in the kitchen, was singing:
"Roll, Jordan, roll!
I want to go to heaven to hear Jordan roll.
Oh, roll, Jordan, roll!"
Marget stopped at the door. "We're going to your house, Aunt Mimy, with
quilt pieces for Julia."
Mimy interrupted her singing. "Are you gwine take company?"
"Well, she isn't company."
"You'll find a mighty mess in that house! I don't think I ought to let
you go, Miss Marget! You see, Susan's been away, and Julia can't get
around, and when Zinia comes from the big house she wants to _read_!
instead of straightening up. I reckon you better not go."
Marget laughed. "Aunt Mimy, you know how we'll find the house!"
"Well, go along!" said Mimy, gloomily. "Julia'll be glad to get the
pieces."
They left the kitchen behind them.
"And I want to go to heaven to hear Jordan roll!"
Marget's low, warm laughter sounded again. "Her house is like a pin, and
she's so proud of it, and she wouldn't for anything miss having you see
it! The same little rhyme is said to every guest we have. And '_read!_'
Mimy's so proud to see Zinia sit at a table and read! Jim can read, too,
but he doesn't like to. But Zinia is fond of books."
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