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The Country of the Pointed Firs
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Sarah Orne Jewett
10
Once
or
twice
I
feigned
excuses
for
staying
at
home,
while
Mrs.
Todd
made
distant
excursions,
and
came
home
late,
with
both
hands
full
and
a
heavily
laden
apron.
This
was
in
pennyroyal
time,
and
when
the
rare
lobelia
was
in
its
prime
and
the
elecampane
was
coming
on.
One
day
she
appeared
at
the
schoolhouse
itself,
partly
out
of
amused
curiosity
about
my
industries;
but
she
explained
that
there
was
no
tansy
in
the
neighborhood
with
such
snap
to
it
as
some
that
grew
about
the
schoolhouse
lot.
Being
scuffed
down
all
the
spring
made
it
grow
so
much
the
better,
like
some
folks
that
had
it
hard
in
their
youth,
and
were
bound
to
make
the
most
of
themselves
before
they
died.
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