Readmiora

“The Lord keep the dear man! I won’t waste no time a-cryin’, but git your things ready right away, mum,” she said heartily, as she wiped her face on her apron, gave her mistress a warm shake of the hand with her own hard one, and went away to work like three women in one. “She’s right, there’s no time for tears now. Be calm, girls, and let me think.” They tried to be calm, poor things, as their mother sat up, looking pale but steady, and put away her grief to think and plan for them. “Where’s Laurie?” she asked pre…