THE DEBUT OF “DAN’L WEBSTER”
Isabel Gordon Curtis
Used by permission of St. Nicholas.
“I guess you can get the ell roof shingled now, ’most any old time,” cried Homer Tidd. He bounced in at the kitchen door. A blast of icy wind followed him.
“Gracious! shet the door, Homer, an’ then tell me your news.” His mother shivered and pulled a little brown shawl tighter about her shoulders. The boy planted himself behind the stove and laid his mittened hands comfortably around the pipe. “Oh, I’ve made a great deal, Mother.” Homer’s freckled face glowed with satisfaction.
“What?” asked Mrs. Tidd.
“Did you see the man that jest druv out o’ the yard?”
“No, I didn’t, Homer.”
“Well, ’twas Mr. Richards—the Mr. Richards o’ Finch & Richards, the big market folks over in the city.”