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The Road to Providence by Maria Thompson Daviess
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morning, but they ain't either of 'em got any sympathy. They just
went on talking about the good trade Mr. Hoover made in hogs over to
Springfield and the fine clover stand they have got in the north
field."

By this time the assembly had removed their hats, laid them on
Mother Mayberry's snowy bed and settled themselves in rocking-chairs
that had been collected from all over the house for the occasion.
Gay sewing bags had been produced and the armor of thimbles and
scissors had been buckled on. Mother Mayberry still stood in the
center of the room watching to see that all of her guests were
comfortably seated.

"Them were mighty bad happenings, Mis' Peavey, and I know we all
feel for such trouble being sent on the Lord's people," said Mother
Mayberry seriously, though a smile quirked at the corners of the
Widow Pratt's pretty mouth and young Mrs. Nath Mosbey bent over to
hunt in her bag for an unnecessary spool of thread. Mrs. Peavey's
nature was of the genus kill-joy, and it was hard to steer her into
the peaceful waters of social enjoyment.

"I don't think any of that is as bad as three divorce cases I read
about in a town paper that Mr. Petway wrapped up some calico for me
in," answered Mrs. Peavey, continuing her lamentations over
conditions in general, which they all knew would get to be over
conditions in particular if something did not intervene to stop the
tide of her dissatisfaction.

"Divorces oughtn't to be allowed by the United States," answered
Mrs. Pike decidedly. "They are too many people in the world that
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