She looked the boy and
girl over with great satisfaction. They were near her own age.
"Do you play teeter in the woods?" she inquired with a fidget, by
way of opening the conversation.
The boy rolled his eyes towards her and replied in a slow drawl,
sometimes they did.
Robert Day then put it to him whether he liked moving.
"I like to ride the leaders for fawther," replied the boy.
"What's your name?" inquired aunt Corinne, directing her inquiry to
both.
The little girl turned redder, answering in a broad drawl like her
brother, "His name's Jonathan and mine's Clar'sy Ellen."
Aunt Corinne looked down at the hind wheel revolving at her side of
the carriage, and her lips unconsciously moved in meditation.
"Thrusty Ellen!" she repeated aloud.
"Clar'sy Ellen," corrected the little girl, her broad drawl still
confusing the sound.
Aunt Corinne's lips continued to move. She whispered to the hind
wheel, "Mercy! If I was named Jonathan and Thrusty Ellen, I'd wish my
folks'd forgot to name me at all!"
CHAPTER XIII.
FAIRY CARRIE AND THE PIG-HEADED MAN.
Little Miami river was crossed without mishap, and the Padgetts and
Breakaways took dinner together.
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