Wall, we drinked our lemonade, I a quietly takin’ out the straws and droppin’ ’em on the floor at my side in a quiet ladylike manner, and Josiah, a bein’ wunk at by me, doin’ the same thing.
And anon, our carriage drove up to the end of the piazza agin and we sot sail homewards. And the dog barked at Josiah almost every step of the way back, and when we got to our boardin’ place, Miss Flamm shook hands with us both, and her relatives never took a mite of notice of us, further than to jump down and open the carriage door for us as we got out. (They are genteel in their manners, and Josiah had to admit that they wuz, much as his feelin’s wuz hurt by their haughtiness towards him.)
And then the dog, and Miss Flamm and Miss Flamm’s relatives drove off.
Chapter XI.
VISIT TO THE INDIAN ENCAMPMENT.
It wuz a fair sunshiny mornin’ (and it duz seem to me that the fairness of a Saratoga mornin’ seems fairer, and the sunshine more sunshiny than it duz anywhere else), that Josiah and Ardelia and me sot sail for the Indian Encampment, which wuz encamped on a little rise of ground to the eastward of where we wuz.
Ardelia wuz to come to our boardin’ place at halfpast 9 A. M., forenoon, and we wuz to set out together from there. And punctual to the very half minute I wuz down on the piazza, with my mantilly hung over my arm and my umberel in my left hand. Josiah Allen was on the right side on me. And as Ardelia hadn’t come yet we sot down in a middlin’ quiet part of the piazza, and waited for her. And as we sot there, I sez to Josiah, as I looked out on the fair pleasant mornin’ and the fair pleasant faces environin’ of us round, sez I, “Saratoga is a good-natured place, haint it, Josiah?”
And he said (I mistrust his corns ached worse than common, or sunthin’), he said, he didn’t see as it wuz any better-natured than Jonesville or Loontown.
And I sez, “Yes it is, Josiah Allen.” Sez I, folks are happier here and more generous, the rich ones seem inclined to help them that need help to a little comfort and happiness. Jest as I have always said, Josiah Allen. When folks are happy, they are more inclined to do good.”
“Oh shaw!” sez Josiah. “That never made no difference with me.”
“What didn’t?” sez I.