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a girl of the limberlost-第34部分

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AND BILLY DISCIPLINES MARGARET





Elnora missed the little figure at the bridge the

following morning。  She slowly walked up the

street and turned in at the wide entrance to the

school grounds。  She scarcely could comprehend that

only a week ago she had gone there friendless; alone; and

so sick at heart that she was physically ill。  To…day she

had decent clothing; books; friends; and her mind was at

ease to work on her studies。



As she approached home that night the girl paused

in amazement。  Her mother had company; and she was laughing。 

Elnora entered the kitchen softly and peeped into the

sitting…room。  Mrs。 Comstock sat in her chair holding

a book and every few seconds a soft chuckle broke into

a real laugh。  Mark Twain was doing his work; while

Mrs。 Comstock was not lacking in a sense of humour。 

Elnora entered the room before her mother saw her。 

Mrs。 Comstock looked up with flushed face。



〃Where did you get this?〃 she demanded。



〃I bought it;〃 said Elnora。



〃Bought it!  With all the taxes due!〃



〃I paid for it out of my Indian money; mother;〃 said Elnora。 

〃I couldn't bear to spend so much on myself and nothing

at all on you。  I was afraid to buy the dress I should

have liked to; and I thought the book would be company;

while I was gone。  I haven't read it; but I do hope it's good。〃



〃Good!  It's the biggest piece of foolishness I have

read in all my life。  I've laughed all day; ever since I

found it。  I had a notion to go out and read some of it

to the cows and see if they wouldn't laugh。〃



〃If it made you laugh; it's a wise book;〃 said Elnora。



〃Wise!〃 cried Mrs。 Comstock。  〃You can stake your life

it's a wise book。  It takes the smartest man there is

to do this kind of fooling;〃 and she began laughing again。



Elnora; highly satisfied with her purchase; went to her

room and put on her working clothes。  Thereafter she

made a point of bringing a book that she thought would

interest her mother; from the library every week; and

leaving it on the sitting…room table。  Each night she

carried home at least two school books and studied until

she had mastered the points of her lessons。  She did

her share of the work faithfully; and every available

minute she was in the fields searching for cocoons; for

the moths promised to become her largest source of income。



She gathered baskets of nests; flowers; mosses; insects;

and all sorts of natural history specimens and sold them

to the grade teachers。  At first she tried to tell these

instructors what to teach their pupils about the specimens;

but recognizing how much more she knew than they; one after

another begged her to study at home; and use her spare hours

in school to exhibit and explain nature subjects to

their pupils。  Elnora loved the work; and she needed the

money; for every few days some matter of expense arose

that she had not expected。



From the first week she had been received and invited

with the crowd of girls in her class; and it was their

custom in passing through the business part of the city

to stop at the confectioners' and take turns in treating

to expensive candies; ice cream sodas; hot chocolate; or

whatever they fancied。  When first Elnora was asked she

accepted without understanding。  The second time she

went because she seldom had tasted these things; and

they were so delicious she could not resist。  After that

she went because she knew all about it; and had decided

to go。



She had spent half an hour on the log beside the trail

in deep thought and had arrived at her conclusions。 

She worked harder than usual for the next week; but she

seemed to thrive on work。  It was October and the red

leaves were falling when her first time came to treat。

As the crowd flocked down the broad walk that night

Elnora called; 〃Girls; it's my treat to…night!  Come on!〃



She led the way through the city to the grocery they

patronized when they had a small spread; and entering

came out with a basket; which she carried to the bridge

on her home road。  There she arranged the girls in two

rows on the cement abutments and opening her basket

she gravely offered each girl an exquisite little basket of

bark; lined with red leaves; in one end of which nestled a

juicy big red apple and in the other a spicy doughnut not

an hour from Margaret Sinton's frying basket。



Another time she offered big balls of popped corn stuck

together with maple sugar; and liberally sprinkled with

beechnut kernels。  Again it was hickory…nut kernels

glazed with sugar; another time maple candy; and once

a basket of warm pumpkin pies。  She never made any

apology; or offered any excuse。  She simply gave what

she could afford; and the change was as welcome to those

city girls accustomed to sodas and French candy; as were

these same things to Elnora surfeited on popcorn and pie。 

In her room was a little slip containing a record of the

number of weeks in the school year; the times it would be

her turn to treat and the dates on which such occasions

would fall; with a number of suggestions beside each。 

Once the girls almost fought over a basket lined with

yellow leaves; and filled with fat; very ripe red haws。 

In late October there was a riot over one which was lined

with red leaves and contained big fragrant pawpaws

frost…bitten to a perfect degree。  Then hazel nuts were

ripe; and once they served。  One day Elnora at her wits'

end; explained to her mother that the girls had given her

things and she wanted to treat them。  Mrs。 Comstock;

with characteristic stubbornness; had said she would leave

a basket at the grocery for her; but firmly declined to say

what would be in it。  All day Elnora struggled to keep

her mind on her books。  For hours she wavered in tense

uncertainty。  What would her mother do?  Should she

take the girls to the confectioner's that night or risk

the basket?  Mrs。 Comstock could make delicious things to

eat; but would she?



As they left the building Elnora made a final rapid

mental calculation。  She could not see her way clear to

a decent treat for ten people for less than two dollars and

if the basket proved to be nice; then the money would

be wasted。  She decided to risk it。  As they went to the

bridge the girls were betting on what the treat would be;

and crowding near Elnora like spoiled small children。 

Elnora set down the basket。



〃Girls;〃 she said; 〃I don't know what this is myself; so

all of us are going to be surprised。  Here goes!〃



She lifted the cover and perfumes from the land of spices

rolled up。  In one end of the basket lay ten enormous

sugar cakes the tops of which had been liberally dotted

with circles cut from stick candy。  The candy had melted

in baking and made small transparent wells of waxy sweetness

and in the centre of each cake was a fat turtle made from

a raisin with cloves for head and feet。  The remainder

of the basket was filled with big 
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