Flowing Gold by Rex Ellingwood Beach
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The man nodded. "I hope you're not disappointed in them and I hope you are going to see and to own a great many finer ones. "We've never seen noth--anything, nor been anywhere, yet." It was Mrs. Briskow speaking. "But we're goin'. We're goin' lots of places and we're goin' to see everything wuth seein', so Pa says. Anyhow, the children is. First off, Pa's goin' to take us to the mountains." The mother faced the visitor at this announcement and for a moment she appeared to be gazing at a vision, for her wrinkled countenance was glorified. "You've seen 'em, haven't you, mister?" "Mountains? A great many." Allegheny broke in: "I dunno's these di'mon's is just what _I_ expected 'em to be. They are and--they ain't. I'm kind of disapp'inted." Gray smiled. "That is true of most things that we anticipate or aspire to. It's the tragedy of accomplishment--to find that our rewards are never quite up to our expectations." "Do they cost much?" "Oh, decidedly! The prices are all plainly marked. Please look them over." Ma Briskow did as urged, but the shock was paralyzing; delight, admiration, expectancy, gave place to horrified amazement at the |
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