A Daughter of the Land (Musaicum Children's Classics). Stratton-Porter Gene

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      "I believe she has been crying," she said. "And if she has, it's something new, for I never saw a tear on her face before in my life."

      "Truly?" he questioned in amazement.

      "Why, of course! The Bates family are not weepers."

      "So I have heard," said the man, rather dryly.

      Nancy Ellen resented his tone.

      "Would you like us better if we were?"

      "I couldn't like you better than I do, but because of what I have heard and seen, it naturally makes me wonder what could have happened that has made her cry."

      "We are rather outspoken, and not at all secretive," said Nancy Ellen, carelessly, "you will soon know."

      Kate followed the walk around the house and entered at the side door, finding her father and mother in the dining room reading the weekly papers. Her mother glanced up as she entered.

      "What did you bring Agatha's telescope back with you for?" she instantly demanded.

      For a second Kate hesitated. It had to come, she might as well get it over. Possibly it would be easier with them alone than if Nancy Ellen were present.

      "It is mine," she said. "It represents my first purchase on my own hook and line."

      "You are not very choicy to begin on second-hand stuff. Nancy Ellen would have had a new one."

      "No doubt!" said Kate. "But this will do for me."

      Her father lowered his paper and asked harshly: "What did you buy that thing for?"

      Kate gripped the handle and braced herself.

      "To pack my clothes in when I go to my school next week," she said simply.

      "What?" he shouted. "What?" cried her mother.

      "I don't know why you seem surprised," said Kate. "Surely you knew I went to Normal to prepare myself to teach. Did you think I couldn't find a school?"

      "Now look here, young woman," shouted Adam Bates, "you are done taking the bit in your teeth. Nancy Ellen is not going to teach this winter. I have taken the home school for you; you will teach it. That is settled. I have signed the contract. It must be fulfilled."

      "Then Nancy Ellen will have to fulfill it," said Kate. "I also have signed a contract that must be fulfilled. I am of age, and you had no authority from me to sign a contract for me."

      For an instant Kate thought there was danger that the purple rush of blood to her father's head might kill him. He opened his mouth, but no distinct words came. Her face paled with fright, but she was of his blood, so she faced him quietly. Her mother was quicker of wit, and sharper of tongue.

      "Where did you get a school? Why didn't you wait until you got home?" she demanded.

      "I am going to teach the village school in Walden," said Kate. "It is a brick building, has a janitor, I can board reasonably, near my work, and I get twenty dollars more a month than our school pays, while the term is four months longer."

      "Well, it is a pity about that; but it makes no difference," said her mother. "Our home school has got to be taught as Pa contracted, and Nancy Ellen has got to have her chance."

      "What about my chance?" asked Kate evenly. "Not one of the girls, even Exceptional Ability, ever had as good a school or as high wages to start on. If I do well there this winter, I am sure I can get in the Hartley graded schools next fall."

      "Don't you dare nickname your sister," cried Mrs. Bates, shrilly. "You stop your impudence and mind your father."

      "Ma, you leave this to me," said Adam Bates, thickly. Then he glared at Kate as he arose, stretching himself to full height. "You've signed a contract for a school?" he demanded.

      "I have," said Kate.

      "Why didn't you wait until you got home and talked it over with us?" he questioned.

      "I went to you to talk over the subject to going," said Kate. "You would not even allow me to speak. How was I to know that you would have the slightest interest in what school I took, or where."

      "When did you sign this contract?" he continued.

      "Yesterday afternoon, in Hartley," said Kate.

      "Aha! Then I did miss a letter from my pocket. When did you get to be a thief?" he demanded.

      "Oh, Father!" cried Kate. "It was my letter. I could see my name on the envelope. I ASKED you for it, before I took it."

      "From behind my back, like the sneak-thief you are. You are not fit to teach in a school where half the scholars are the children of your brothers and sisters, and you are not fit to live with honest people. Pack your things and be off!"

      "Now? This afternoon?" asked Kate.

      "This minute!" he cried.

      "All right. You will be surprised at how quickly I can go," said Kate.

      She set down the telescope and gathered a straw sunshade and an apron from the hooks at the end of the room, opened the dish cupboard, and took out a mug decorated with the pinkest of wild roses and the reddest and fattest of robins, bearing the inscription in gold, "For a Good Girl" on a banner in its beak. Kate smiled at it grimly as she took the telescope and ran upstairs. It was the work of only a few minutes to gather her books and clothing and pack the big telescope, then she went down the front stairs and left the house by the front door carrying in her hand everything she possessed on earth. As she went down the walk Nancy Ellen sprang up and ran to her while Robert Gray followed.

      "You'll have to talk to me on the road," said Kate. "I am forbidden the house which also means the grounds, I suppose."

      She walked across the road, set the telescope on the grass under a big elm tree, and sat down beside it.

      "I find I am rather tired," she said. "Will you share the sofa with me?"

      Nancy Ellen lifted her pink skirt and sat beside Kate. Robert Gray stood looking down at them.

      "What in the world is the matter?" asked Nancy Ellen.

      "You know, of course, that Father signed a contract for me to teach the home school this winter," explained Kate. "Well, I am of age, and he had no authority from me, so his contract isn't legal. None of you would lift a finger to help me get away to Normal, how was I to know that you would take any interest in finding me a school while I was gone? I thought it was all up to me, so I applied for the school in Walden, got it, and signed the contract to teach it. It is a better school, at higher wages. I thought you would teach here—I can't break my contract. Father is furious and has ordered me out of the house. So there you are, or rather here I am."

      "Well, it isn't much of a joke," said Nancy Ellen, thinking intently.

      What she might have said had they been alone, Kate always wondered. What she did say while her betrothed looked at her with indignant eyes was possibly another matter. It proved to be merely: "Oh, Kate, I am so sorry!"

      "So am I," said СКАЧАТЬ