“I tried to stop him. I didn’t want him to demean himself before the oarsmen tryin’ to find boats that hadn’t been hearn on in hundreds of years.” (See page 67)
When we got there the sun wuz tingin’ the tops of the trees with its bright light, but the water on the nigh side, where we landed, wuz cool and green and shadowy. Dretful fresh and restful and comfortable that hot muggy day.
We disembarked on the clean little wharf and walked up to the lot Whitfield had bought. It wuz a pretty place in a kind of a holler between high rocks, but with a full and fair view of the river on the nigh side, on the off side and on the back the tall trees riz up. The site of the house mebby bein’ so low down wuz the reason that there wuz good deep earth there. Tirzah Ann spoke of that most the first thing:—
“I can have a good suller, can’t I?”
Whitfield spoke first of the view from the river, and little Delight sez, “Oh what soft pretty grass.”
Josiah looked round for a minute on the entrancin’ beauty of the water and the islands and up into the green shadders of the trees overhead, and then off into the soft blue haze that wrapped the beautiful shores in the distance. 70 After gazin’ silently for a minute he turned to me and sez, “Didn’t you bring any nut cakes with you? I’d like one to eat whilst I think of another Island far more beautiful than this, where I yearn to be.”