When Life Was Young: At the Old Farm in MaineStephens, C. A. (Charles Asbury)
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When Life Was Young: At the Old Farm in Maine
Stephens, C. A. (Charles Asbury)
Farm life -- Juvenile fiction; Maine -- Juvenile fiction
"Well, you might behave better when you are out, then," I said. "It's
your own fault."
"What have I done?" he exclaimed.
"Picked a quarrel with 'Enoch' on Fourth o' July," said I, to refresh
his memory.
"I don't care; he stoned me!" Halse exclaimed.
"But you began the fuss," I put in.
"Oh, you say that because Ad does. You and he are about alike!" cried
Halse, angrily.
"Then there was town-meeting night," I went on to say. "I think you came
home intoxicated that night; I think you had been gambling, too."
"You say that again and I'll thrash you!" exclaimed Halse, now very hot.
"Well, I think so, or I shouldn't say it," I repeated.
In an instant Halse was upon me, as I sat on the side of our bed, and
there was an unseemly scuffle. Halse was the larger, and I think that I
would have gotten the worst of the squabble, but at this juncture,
Addison, hearing the racket, rushed in from his room and pulled us
apart.
"Who began this row?" quoth our separator.
"I did, and I'll thrash him!" shouted Halse. "He said I was drunk
town-meeting night."
"Well, you were," said Addison. "We all know that."
Halse then tried to throw a boot at Addison who set him down violently
in a chair.
"Do you know what I would do with you, if I were in the Old Squire's
place?" cried Addison. "I would put you at the Reform School, you little
rowdy!"
Up jumped Halse to seize the other boot to throw, but was set down
again, this time so hard that the whole room shook. He sat panting a
moment, then began to whimper. Theodora came to the door.
"Oh, boys," said she in a low voice, "please don't. Do try not to
disturb Gramp to-night; he is very tired and has just gone to bed."
I suppose that we all felt ashamed of ourselves. I did; for I knew that
I had been somewhat to blame, to provoke Halstead so far. We fell asleep
in anything but a kindly mood toward each other; I had remained awake
till Halse was snoring, being a little afraid of him, to tell the truth.
Even after he was asleep, he kept starting and muttering, he had become
so much excited.
But for this incident I think that Theodora would have won her way, and
Halse would have been invited to go; she was very persevering, to carry
her point, when she thought a thing was right.
But now we were so embittered that Halstead declared next morning he
would not go with us, if we asked him.
"But you will all be sorry for this before you get back!" he blurted
out;--words which made me feel uneasy, for they seemed to imply a threat
of some sort. I said nothing about it, however, not believing that he
really would do anything.
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