"
"And Lute Cradlebow, Grandma?" I said; "what did she mean about him?"
"Oh, she just meant boys will be boys, that's all--especially big
ones--but thar'! I've known 'em to get over it a hundred times and not
hurt 'em none. If you're always lookin' at human natur' on the dark side,
it seems kind o' desp'rit. My first husband, he wasn't a fretful man, but
he was always viewin' the dark side o' things. I suppose one reason was
he didn't have no father nor mother, and so he kind o' begun life as a
took-in boy, but Pollos Slocum, he done very well by him, for he hadn't
no children of his own, but his brother--that was Daniel Slocum--he had
six. There was two boys and four girls. Mary, she came fust. She was born
February nineteenth"----
I was sorry that Grandma's thoughts had drifted into this hopeless and
interminable channel.
I had considered carefully what Madeline had said, and determined on a
little new advice for my friend, Rebecca. So, the next time we were alone
in my room together, I directed the conversation with a view to this
end.
"And I wouldn't trust any one, my dear," I said with cheerful
earnestness; "then if people prove true, why, it's all the more
delightful; and if not, one isn't disappointed; so you can hold the
scales quite indifferently in your own hand, and are always master of the
situation.
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