Christian life -- Fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
When she was gone the company sat down again to business; and
apple-paring went on more steadily than ever for a while, till the
bottom of the barrels was seen, and the last basketful of apples was
duly emptied. Then there was a general shout; the kitchen was quickly
cleared, and everybody's face brightened, as much as to say, "Now for
fun!" While Ellen and Nancy and Miss Fortune and Mrs. Van Brunt were
running all ways with trays, pans, baskets, knives, and buckets, the fun
began by Mr. Juniper Hitchcock's whistling in his dog and setting him to
do various feats for the amusement of the company. There followed such a
rushing, leaping, barking, laughing, and scolding, on the part of the
dog and his admirers, that the room was in an uproar. He jumped over a
stick; he got into a chair and sat up on two legs; he kissed the ladies'
hands; he suffered an apple-paring to be laid across his nose, then
threw it up with a jerk and caught it in his mouth. Nothing very
remarkable certainly, but, as Miss Fortune observed to somebody, "if he
had been the learned pig there couldn't ha' been more fuss made over
him."
Ellen stood looking on, smiling partly at the dog and his master, and
partly at the antics of the company. Presently Mr. Van Brunt, bending
down to her, said--
"What is the matter with your eyes?"
"Nothing," said Ellen, starting--"at least nothing that's any matter, I
meant."
"Come here," said he, drawing her on one side; "tell me all about
it--what is the matter?"
"Never mind--please don't ask me, Mr. Van Brunt. I ought not to tell
you--it isn't any matter."
But her eyes were full again, and he still held her fast doubtfully.
"_I'll_ tell you about it, Mr. Van Brunt," said Nancy, as she came past
them, "you let her go, and I'll tell you by-and-by."
And Ellen tried in vain afterwards to make her promise she would not.
"Come, June," said Miss Jenny, "we have got enough of you and
Jumper--turn him out; we are going to have the cat now. Come!--Puss,
puss in the corner! go off in t'other room, will you, everybody that
don't want to play. Puss, puss!"
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