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〃No; you needn't have any money;〃 said Euphemia; rather hastily。
〃Just let me show you。 Supposing; for instance; that you want to
build a house worthwell; say twenty thousand dollars; in some
pretty town near the city。〃
〃I would rather figure on a cheaper house than that for a country
place;〃 I interrupted。
〃Well then; say two thousand dollars。 You get masons; and
carpenters; and people to dig the cellar; and you engage them to
build your house。 You needn't pay them until it's done; of course。
Then when it's all finished; borrow two thousand dollars and give
the house as security。 After that you see; you have only to pay
the interest on the borrowed money。 When you save enough money to
pay back the loan; the house is your own。 Now; isn't that a good
plan?〃
〃Yes;〃 said I; 〃if there could be found people who would build your
house and wait for their money until some one would lend you its
full value on a mortgage。〃
〃Well;〃 said Euphemia; 〃I guess they could be found if you would
only look for them。〃
〃I'll look for them; when I go to heaven;〃 I said。
We gave up for the present; the idea of building or buying a house;
and determined to rent a small place in the country; and then; as
Euphemia wisely said; if we liked it; we might buy it。 After she
had dropped her building projects she thought that one ought to
know just how a house would suit before having it on one's hands。
We could afford something better than a canal…boat now; and
therefore we were not so restricted as in our first search for a
house。 But; the one thing which troubled my wifeand; indeed;
caused me much anxious thought; was that scourge of almost all
rural localitiestramps。 It would be necessary for me to be away
all day;and we could not afford to keep a man;so we must be
careful to get a house somewhere off the line of ordinary travel;
or else in a well…settled neighborhood; where there would be some
one near at hand in case of unruly visitors。
〃A village I don't like;〃 said Euphemia: 〃there is always so much
gossip; and people know all about what you have; and what you do。
And yet it would be very lonely; and perhaps dangerous; for us to
live off somewhere; all by ourselves。 And there is another
objection to a village。 We don't want a house with a small yard
and a garden at the back。 We ought to have a dear little farm;
with some fields for corn; and a cow; and a barn and things of that
sort。 All that would be lovely。 I'll tell you what we want;〃 she
cried; seized with a sudden inspiration; 〃we ought to try to get
the end…house of a village。 Then our house could be near the
neighbors; and our farm could stretch out a little way into the
country beyond us。 Let us fix our minds upon such a house and I
believe we can get it。〃
So we fixed our minds; but in the course of a week or two we
unfixed them several times to allow the consideration of places;
which otherwise would have been out of range; and during one of
these intervals of mental disfixment we took a house。
It was not the end…house of a village; but it was in the outskirts
of a very small rural settlement。 Our nearest neighbor was within
vigorous shouting distance; and the house suited us so well in
other respects; that we concluded that this would do。 The house
was small; but large enough。 There were some trees around it; and
a little lawn in front。 There was a garden; a small barn and
stable; a pasture field; and land enough besides for small patches
of corn and potatoes。 The rent was low; the water good; and no one
can imagine how delighted we were。
We did not furnish the whole house at first; but what mattered it?
We had no horse or cow; but the pasture and barn were ready for
them。 We did not propose to begin with everything at once。
Our first evening in that house was made up of hours of unalloyed
bliss。 We walked from room to room; we looked out on the garden
and the lawn; we sat on the little porch while I smoked。
〃We were happy at Rudder Grange;〃 said Euphemia; 〃but that was only
a canal…boat; and could not; in the nature of things; have been a
permanent home。〃
〃No;〃 said I; 〃it could not have been permanent。 But; in many
respects; it was a delightful home。 The very name of it brings
pleasant thoughts。〃
〃It was a nice name;〃 said Euphemia; 〃and I'll tell you what we
might do: Let us call this place Rudder Grangethe New Rudder
Grange! The name will do just as well for a house as for a boat。〃
I agreed on the spot; and the house was christened。
Our household was small; we had a servanta German woman; and we
had ourselves; that was all。
I did not do much in the garden; it was too late in the season。
The former occupant had planted some corn and potatoes; with a few
other vegetables; and these I weeded and hoed; working early in the
morning and when I came home in the afternoon。 Euphemia tied up
the rose…vines; trimmed the bushes; and with a little rake and hoe
she prepared a flower…bed in front of the parlor…window。 This
exercise gave us splendid appetites; and we loved our new home more
and more。
Our German girl did not suit us exactly at first; and day by day
she grew to suit us less。 She was a quiet; kindly; pleasant
creature; and delighted in an out…of…door life。 She was as willing
to weed in the garden as she was to cook or wash。 At first I was
very much pleased with this; because; as I remarked to Euphemia;
you can find very few girls who would be willing to work in the
garden; and she might be made very useful。
But; after a time; Euphemia began to get a little out of patience
with her。 She worked out…of…doors entirely too much。 And what she
did there; as well as some of her work in the house; was very much
like certain German literatureyou did not know how it was done;
or what it was for。
One afternoon I found Euphemia quite annoyed。
〃Look here;〃 she said; 〃and see what that girl has been at work at;
nearly all this afternoon。 I was upstairs sewing and thought she
was ironing。 Isn't it too provoking?〃
It WAS provoking。 The contemplative German had collected a lot of
short ham…boneswhere she found them I cannot imagineand had
made of them a border around my wife's flower…bed。 The bones stuck
up straight a few inches above the ground; all along the edge of
the bed; and the marrow cavity of each one was filled with earth in
which she had planted seeds。
〃'These;' she says; 'will spring up and look beautiful;'〃 said
Euphemia; 〃they have that style of thing in her country。〃
〃Then let her take them off with her to her country;〃 I exclaimed。
〃No; no;〃 said Euphemia; hurriedly; 〃don't kick them out。 It would
only wound her feelings。 She did it all for the best; and thought
it would please me to have such a border around my bed。 But she is
too independent; and neglects her proper work。 I will give her a
week's notice and get another servant。 When she goes we can take
these horrid bones away。 But I hope nobody will call on us in the
meantime。〃
〃Must we keep these things here a whole week?〃 I asked。
〃Oh; I can't turn her away without giving her a fair notice。 That
would be cruel。〃
I saw the truth of the remark; and determined to bear with the
bones and her rather than be unkind。
That night Euphemia informed the girl of her decision; and the next
morning; soon after I had left; the good German appeared with her
bonnet on and her carpet…bag in her hand; to take leave of her
mistress。
〃What!〃 cried Euphemia。 〃You are not going to…day?〃
〃If it is goot to go at all it is goot to go now;〃 said the girl。
〃And you will go off and leave me without any one in the house;
after my putting myself out to give you a fair notice? It's
shameful!〃
〃I think it is very goot for me to go now;〃 quietly replied the
girl。 〃This house is very loneful。 I will go to…morrow in the
city to see your husband for my money。 Goot morning。〃 And off she
trudged to the station。
Before I reached the house that afternoon; Euphemia rushed out to
tell this story。 I would not like to say how far I kicked those
ham…bones。
This German girl had several successors; and some of them suited as
badly and left as abruptly as herself; but Euphemia never forgot
the ungrateful stab given her by this 〃ham…bone girl;〃 as she
always called her。 It was her first wound of the kind; and it came
in the very beginning of the campaign when she was all unused to
this domestic warfare。
CHAPTER VII。
TREATING OF AN UNSUCCESSFUL BROKER AND A DOG。
It was a couple of weeks; or thereabouts; after this episode that
Euphemia came down to the gate to meet me on my return from the
city。 I noticed a very peculiar expression on her face。 She
looked both thoughtful and pleased。 Almost the first words she
said to me were these:
〃A tramp came here to…day。〃
〃I am sorry to hear that;〃 I exclaimed。 〃That's the worst news I
have had yet。 I did hope that we were far enough from the line of
travel to escape these scourges。 How did you get rid of him? Was
he impertinent?〃
〃You must not feel that way about all tramps;〃 said she。
〃Sometimes they are deserving of our charity; and ought to be
helped。 There is a great difference in them。〃
〃That may be;〃 I said; 〃but what of this one? When was he here;
and when did he go?〃
〃He did not go at all。 He is here now。〃
〃Here now!〃 I cried。 〃Where is he?〃
〃Do not call out so loud;〃 said Euphemia; putting her hand on my
arm。 〃You will waken him。 He is asleep。〃
〃Asleep!〃 said I。 〃A tramp? Here?〃
〃Yes。 Stop; let me tell you about him。 He told me his story; and
it is a sad one。 He is a middle…aged manfifty perhapsand has
been rich。 He was once a broker in Wall street; but lost money by
the failure of various railroadsthe Camden and Amboy; for one。〃
〃That hasn't failed;〃 I interrupted。
〃Well then it was the Northern Pacific; or some other one of them
at any rate I know it was either a railroad or a bank;and he soon
became very poor。 He has a son in Cincinnati; who is a successful
merchant; and lives in a fine house; with horses and carriages; and
all that; and this poor man has written to his son; but has never
had any answ