within his orb, and revenge! He looked at the Deacon, and then at
his boots, and I see the wild thought wuz a enterin' his sole, to
throw that boot at him. But I says out of that buggy the very
first thing the words I have so oft spoke to him in hours of
danger:

"Joisiah, be calm!"

His eye fell onto the peaceful grass agin, and he says: "Who
hain't a bein' calm? I should say I wuz calm enough, if that is
what you want."

But, oh, the sullenness of that love.

Says Ezra, good man -- he see right through it all in a minute,
and so did Druzilla and the Deacon -- says Ezra, "Get up on the
seat with the driver, Josiah Allen, and drive back with us."

"No," says Josiah, "I have no occasion, I am a settin' here,"
(looking round in perfect agony) "I am a settin' here to admire
the scenery."

Then I leaned over the side of the buggy, and says I, "Josiah
Allen, do you get in and ride, it will kill you to walk back; put
on your boots if you can, and ride, seein' Ezra is so perlite as
to ask you."

"Yes, I see he is very perlite, I see you have set amongst very
perlite folks, Samantha," says he, a glarin' at Deacon Balch as if
he would rend him from lim to lim, "But as I said, I have no