The Little Brown Jug at KildareNicholson, Meredith
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The Little Brown Jug at Kildare
Nicholson, Meredith
Fathers and daughters -- Fiction; Governors -- Fiction; Humorous stories; North Carolina -- Fiction; South Carolina -- Fiction
"I didn't tell them anything. I sent out for two other girls and we all
just talked to them and kept talking, and gave them lemon sherbet and
ginger cookies; and Eva Hungerford played the banjo--you don't know Eva?
Of course you don't know anybody, and I don't want you to, for it would
spoil you for private secretary. But Eva is simply killing when she gets
to cutting up, and we made those reporters sing to us, and all they say
in the papers, even the opposition papers, this morning is that Governor
Dangerfield is in Savannah visiting an old friend. They all tell the
same story, so they must have fixed it up after they left the house. But
what were you doing, Mr. Ardmore, that you didn't come around to help?
It seems to me you don't appreciate the responsibilities of being
secretary to a governor."
"I was afraid you might scold me if I did. And besides I was glued to
the long distance telephone all evening, talking to my manager at
Ardsley. He read me my letters and a lot of telegrams that annoyed me
very much. I wish you wouldn't be so hard on me, for I have trifling
troubles of my own."
"I didn't suppose you ever had troubles; you certainly don't act as
though you ever had."
"No one who has never been brother-in-law to a duke has the slightest
idea of what trouble is."
"I've seen the Duke of Ballywinkle's picture in the papers and he looks
very attractive."
"Well, if you'd ever seen him eat celery you'd change your mind. He's
going down to Ardsley to visit me; for sheer nerve I must say my
relations beat the world. I got my place over here in North Carolina
just to get away from them, and now my sister--not the duchess, but Mrs.
Atchison--is coming down there with a lot of girls and Ballywinkle has
attached himself to the party. They'll pass through here to-day, and
they'll expect to find me at Ardsley."
"If the duke's really coming to our state I suppose we ought to
recognize him officially," and Jerry's eyes were large with reverie as
she pondered her possible duty.
"Do something for him!" blazed Ardmore. "I hope _you_ don't labor under
the delusion that a duke's any better than anybody else? If you'd
suffered what I have from being related to a duke you'd be sorry to hear
he was even passing through your state, much less stopping off for a
couple of weeks."
"Because you don't like him is no reason why every one else should feel
the same way, is it? I've read about the Duke of Ballywinkle and he
belongs to one of the oldest families in England, and I've seen pictures
of Ballywinkle Castle--"
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