"I should think that a girl of your age would want to get as much education as possible before taking the responsibility attending household duties," I said.
"Yes, maybe."
"But why don't you go to school, then?"
"Well," she stammered, "because my husband thinks I had better stay at home."
About that time something occurring outside the window attracted my attention.
I don't believe I've ever felt so cheap since I was a boy and used to join the other fellows in a genuine old country serenade when a wedding took place.
Did I tell you about it?
Well, this is what happened:
We heard that there was to be a wedding over at old Squire Joskins'—a niece of his had come home to be married to some fellow or other.