Part 35 (1/2)
he said and upon his shoulder she wept, the wagon waiting, the driver munching; and on the fence and in the trees the birds that had been wedding guests were singing, having come down from the vine-k.n.o.b to carrol them a good-bye. At last there was nothing more to be said and the driver popped his hickory bark whip and the wagon rolled away.
Jasper went into the house and sat down, deep in thought, but for a long time Margaret stood at the gate, and the old man saw her sobbing in her ap.r.o.n. She came into the room when no longer could she hear the wagon rattling over the stones, high up the hill, and he said to her: ”In the way of nature, my dear, and you mustn't grieve. I count her a very lucky girl. That young feller will make her a good livin' and--”
”Well,” Margaret broke in, ”she deserves it. You talk as if he wan't lucky too. But I jest want to tell you he is and you needn't say he ain't. You ought to be ashamed of yo'se'f to belittle yo' own daughter thatter way. Well, I never. Never did I expect to see the day when you'd say yo' child wan't worthy of a young man, even if he is a jedge's son.”
”Air you about through?”
”Oh, don't talk to me. I'm out of all patience with you. Great goodness alive, is it all to his credit that he is a jedge's son? You talk like if she hadn't found him n.o.body else would a had her. And thar ain't a puttier girl in all this here section, although she hain't got as many clothes as she ought to have, a goin' a way off on a bridal tower.”
”Gittin' putty nigh the eend.”
”Laws a ma.s.sy. Time was when I never dreamed that you'd slander yo' own kith an' kin. An' come right from yo' daughter's weddin' an' swopped hosses with a preacher. It was a sin and a shame. I never was so mortified in my life. And then at supper he prayed. Just think of it.
I'll bet anything he cheated you.”
”Wall let us believe not. The next mornin' after standin' all night, the hoss I let him have will show his true worth. He's got a spavin, as you know, an' when he leads him out of the stable a j'int in his right leg'll pop like a pipe stem broke.”
”Now Jasper Starbuck, is it possible that you put off that spavined hoss on Brother Fetterson? You ought to be ashamed of yo'se'f. Ain't you got no respect at all for the gospel?”
”Wall, not so powerful much respect for a gospel that always wants to ride a fine hoss at another's expense. Jest thought I'd l'arn him a lesson. Come out an' let's look at my new hoss.”
They went out to the stable, and when Jasper attempted to lead forth the horse, the animal cringed and held back, and in his eye there was an expression of pain, for in truth he was so badly spavined that he had to hobble on three legs.
”Ah, hah, that's what you git for tryin' to cheat the gospel,” said Margaret. ”And you ought to be ashamed of yo'se'f, an' he a preacher at that--preached the loveliest funeral sermon over old Aunt Polly Myer I ever heard in my life.”
For a time old Jasper was silent. His wife asked him what he intended to do. ”Wall,” said he, ”believe I'll knock this critter in the head, skin him, take a hindquarter over to that preacher's house and make him eat it raw.”
”You'll do nothin' of the sort, an' yo' daughter jest married, too. I'm sorry, Jasper, that I said what I did a while ago. Yes, Lou is lucky--almost as lucky, Jasper, as I was when you asked me to be yo'
wife.”
”I'd ruther you'd scold me than to talk thatter way, Margaret. You know I can't stand it, an' please don't. h.e.l.loa, who's this a comin'?”
It was the post-master, who, ripping open many a man's letter could read it off just like print. He shook hands with Jasper and Margaret and said that he had several letters for the young fellow and the good-looking woman from away off. When Jasper gave him an account of the wedding and told him that the brides and the bridegrooms were gone, he said: ”Wall, we jest as wall open the letters an' see if we kin find out what's in 'em.”
Margaret fluttered at him. ”You'll do nothin' of the sort. Jest leave 'em with me and I'll see that they air give over all right.”
”Wall, ma'm, no harm did,” he said handing her the letters; and then to Jasper he said: ”Brother Fetterson come a ridin' by my house late yistidy an' wanted to swop hosses with me. Had a five year old that I raised myse'f, a little under size but as tough as dried beef; so I swopped for a mighty likely nag.”
”Have you looked at yo' swop to-day?”
”Yes, seed him a standin' out in the lot.”
”Didn't see him walk, I reckon.”
”No, was a tradin' licker for hounds at the time an' didn't stir him up; an' when I come away jest now he was off in the pasture somewhar. Didn't know but you mout want him.”
”Ah, hah, an' in the hope that I do I reckon you've got a n.i.g.g.e.r astradle of him stirrin' the spavin outen his j'int, hain't you?”
”Wall, reckon I better bid you good day,” said the post-master, turning to go, and as he did old Jasper's laughter and Margaret's contempt followed him. ”Got cheated hisse'f an' now he wants to come over an'
cheat you,” she said.