Jennette Lee

Jennette Lee

Summary

Portrait of Jennette Lee Jennette Lee,  A Town Guest (1903)

“ Queer, wandering notions began to flit through her brain and mingle with her talk, and it went abroad through the village that Aunt Nancy Gibson was losing her mind. Some of the younger generation, who had known her only as a trembling old woman, said flippantly that she had never had any mind to lose. But their elders rebuked them; and sober-faced women in shawls made their way up the snowy lane to Deacon Gardner's, carrying a bowl of jelly or a bit of chicken to Aunt Nancy. ”
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Portrait of Jennette Lee Jennette Lee,  A Town Guest (1903)

“ The deacon cleared his throat and stalked to the door. "Looks like rain," he said. "Well, mother, hev it the way you want. I guess I can stan' it."
As winter came on, Aunt Nancy's brightness faded. It was as if Nature were avenging herself for the late flowering; and the little figure shrivelled perceptibly from day to day and dwindled among its calico flowers. The chair had been moved to the warm chimney-corner, and there Aunt Nancy hovered, smoking her pipe and cackling feebly in the warmth.
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Portrait of Jennette Lee Jennette Lee,  A Town Guest (1903)

“ Gardner straightened herself in her chair and looked at him keenly. "How'd you like it, Asa, just because you're the best farmer anywhere round, to be called on to nurse up all the poor, good-for-nothin' farms in the neighborhood?"
He shifted uneasily. Logic in a woman is unseemly; joined to imagination it is sometimes painful. Whenever his wife began, "How'd you feel if so and so," the deacon always changed the subject. It was not fitting that a deacon in the church should figure in the unseemliness of a woman's imagination.
"She has to have her pipe," he objected.
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