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Roy, Lillian Elizabeth, 1868-1932

"Polly of Pebbly Pit"

He was that
flabbergasted! My, Ah feared he'd keel over right at table. So Ah
hurried to brace him up wid puttin' an ambitious idee in his head.
That's how-come Ah mentioned his takin' over Pebbly Pit."
Here Jeb interpolated: "But you-all said, Sary, that no self-respecking
woman could remain on the ranch ef all the ladies left. And you told me
a man needed a help-mate on such a big place."
Sary frowned down on meek little Jeb, but her displeasure was wasted,
for Jeb was too earnestly concerned over his master's future plans to
see the widow's expression. The girls were so intensely amused over
this new development in Sary's affairs that they forgot about their own
ambitions for the time being.
"Of course, Ah said that!" affirmed Sary, when all other escape by
excuses seemed vain. "Ah also said to Jeb that now he was callin' on me
evenin's, and by such ways showin' the public like-as-how he was
courtin' me, it was the right thing to do to marry afore you-all leave
the ranch. Then we both could pitch in and do fer your interests, as
well as fer our own, what two folks separate can't do as well. See?"
Every one could see plainly what Sary meant, and no one had the heart
to ruin her romance by trying to show Jeb that he was a doomed Benedict
if he allowed himself to be so beguiled by a scheming widow.
"Jeb, if there's any one on earth who can make me leave Pebbly Pit, let
me know who it is, and Ah'll mighty soon fight it out with him!"
declared Sam Brewster, fervently.


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