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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"A Daughter of the Land"

When Adam Bates pulled it
from his path he stepped in a dish of fried potatoes and fell
heavily. Kate reached the road, climbed in the buggy, and said
the Nancy Ellen: "You'd better hide! Cut a bundle of stuff and
send it to me by Adam and I'll sew my fingers to the bone for you
every night. Now drive like sin, Adam!"
As Adam Bates came lurching down the walk in fury the buggy dashed
past and Kate had not even time to turn her head to see what
happened.
"Take the first turn," she said to Adam. "I've done an awful
thing."
"What did you do?" cried the boy.
"Asked him as nicely as I could; but he threw a chair at me.
Something funny happened to me, and I wasn't afraid of him at all.
I dodged it, and finished what I was saying, and another chair
came, so the two Bates went at it."
"Oh, Kate, what did you do?" cried Adam.
"Went inside and ran around the dining table while I told him what
all his sons and daughters think of him. 'Spanked school-boys' and
all --"
"Did you tell him my father said that?" he demanded.
"No. I had more sense left than that," said Kate.


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