"Want turkey--eh?" she asked.
"Yes; have you any to sell?"
"Me get you one."
Mother and son stared in amazement. They could not believe she
was in earnest. She saw it and, with a grin, added--"Omas showed
Linna how get turkey."
"What can she be driving at?" asked the puzzled Ben. "She surely
would not say what she does without reason. Linna, teach Ben how
to get a wild turkey; we want one for supper, for if we don't have
it, we shall all have to go without food."
"Me hungry," she ventured; "so be Alice--so be you."
"You are right. Come, sister, show me how to catch a turkey."
She gravely rose from the ground. Her face appeared serious, but
those who looked at her closely detected a sparkle of the black
eyes, for all the world as if she meditated some prank upon her
confiding friends. Ben was suspicious. She added--
"Go wid me--me show you." Then he was sure she was up to something.
He rose from where he was sitting, and, rifle in hand, walked a
little way in the wood. She looked round once or twice, and continued
advancing a few minutes after they were out of sight of Alice and
her mother.
She held the hand of the youth, who acted as if he was a bad boy
being led to punishment. He started to ask a question, but she
checked him by raising her forefinger and a "S--h!" and he did not
presume again.
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