Six Little Bunkers at Mammy June's by Laura Lee Hope
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for the time. She was somewhat delirious.
"S'pose my Ebenezer come home and find de cabin in ruins. He mebbe will think Mammy June burned up, and go right off again. And he might come any time!" The old woman talked of this even after they put her to bed and a doctor who chanced to be at Mrs. Armatage's party had attended her. The fire, and her bodily illness, had prostrated the old woman. The end of that Christmas party was not as pleasant as the beginning. It was long after midnight before even the children were in their beds and composed for sleep. The party broke up at an earlier hour than might have been expected. Rose slept in the room with Phillis and Alice Armatage. Just as she was dropping to sleep and after her companions were already in dreamland Rose saw the door of the room pushed open. The moon had risen, and Rose recognized Russ's tousled head poked in the open door. "What do you want?" she demanded in a whisper. "Oh, Russ! there isn't another fire, is there?" "No! Hush! I just thought of something." "What is it?" asked Rose in the same low tone that Russ used. "We can do something for Mammy June." "We can't cure her rheumatism, Russ," said Rose. "Even the doctor can't |
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