But Robert Day scorned the egg and remained true
to the potato.
While they were at supper the Virginian's wife came to see them,
carrying in her hand an offering of bird-pie. Grandma Padgett
responded with a dish of preserves. And they then talked about the
old State, trying to discover mutual interests there.
The Virginian's wife was a strong, handsome, cordial woman. Her
family came from the Pan Handle, but from the neighborhood of
Wheeling, They were not mountaineers. She had six children. They were
going to California because her husband had the mining fever. He
wanted to go years before, but she held out against it until she saw
he would do no good unless he went. So they sold their land, and
started with a colony of neighbors.
The names of all her relatives were sifted, and Grandma Padgett made
a like search among her own kindred, and they discovered that an
uncle of one, and a grandfather of the other, had been acquainted,
and served together in the War of '12. This established a bond.
Grandma Padgett was gently excited, and told Bobaday and Corinne
after the Virginia woman's departure to her own wagons, that she
should feel safe on account of being an old neighbor in the camp.
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