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The Country of the Pointed Firs
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Sarah Orne Jewett
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“She
was
scared
of
seeing
so
many
children
about
her;
there
was
only
her
and
me
and
brother
John
at
home
then;
the
older
boys
were
to
sea
with
father,
an'
the
rest
of
us
wa'n't
born,”
explained
Mrs.
Fosdick.
“That
next
fall
we
all
went
to
sea
together.
Mother
was
uncertain
till
the
last
minute,
as
one
may
say.
The
ship
was
waiting
orders,
but
the
baby
that
then
was,
was
born
just
in
time,
and
there
was
a
long
spell
of
extra
bad
weather,
so
mother
got
about
again
before
they
had
to
sail,
an'
we
all
went.
I
remember
my
clothes
were
all
left
ashore
in
the
east
chamber
in
a
basket
where
mother'd
took
them
out
o'
my
chist
o'
drawers
an'
left
'em
ready
to
carry
aboard.
She
didn't
have
nothing
aboard,
of
her
own,
that
she
wanted
to
cut
up
for
me,
so
when
my
dress
wore
out
she
just
put
me
into
a
spare
suit
o'
John's,
jacket
and
trousers.
I
wasn't
but
eight
years
old
an'
he
was
most
seven
and
large
of
his
age.
Quick
as
we
made
a
port
she
went
right
ashore
an'
fitted
me
out
pretty,
but
we
was
bound
for
the
East
Indies
and
didn't
put
in
anywhere
for
a
good
while.
So
I
had
quite
a
spell
o'
freedom.
Mother
made
my
new
skirt
long
because
I
was
growing,
and
I
poked
about
the
deck
after
that,
real
discouraged,
feeling
the
hem
at
my
heels
every
minute,
and
as
if
youth
was
past
and
gone.
I
liked
the
trousers
best;
I
used
to
climb
the
riggin'
with
'em
and
frighten
mother
till
she
said
an'
vowed
she'd
never
take
me
to
sea
again.”
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