. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . perior being. If she had slighted him a bit, so as to awakenhis combativeness a little, his bashfulness would have die-appeared. It was in vain that Martha inquired about his arm and com-plimented his courage. Bud could only think of his big feet,his clumsy hands, and his slow tongue. He answered inmonosyllables, using his red silk handkerchief diligently. Is your arm improving ? asked Miss Hawkins. Yes, I think it is, said Bud, hastily crossing his right legover his left, and trying to get his fists out of sight. Have you heard from Mr. Pearson ? No, I
. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . perior being. If she had slighted him a bit, so as to awakenhis combativeness a little, his bashfulness would have die-appeared. It was in vain that Martha inquired about his arm and com-plimented his courage. Bud could only think of his big feet,his clumsy hands, and his slow tongue. He answered inmonosyllables, using his red silk handkerchief diligently. Is your arm improving ? asked Miss Hawkins. Yes, I think it is, said Bud, hastily crossing his right legover his left, and trying to get his fists out of sight. Have you heard from Mr. Pearson ? No, I hant, answered Bud, removing his right foot to thefloor again, because it looked so big, and trying to push his lefthand into his pocket. Beautiful sunshine, isnt? said Martha. BUD WOOING. 175 Yes, tis, answered Bud, sticking his right foot up on therung of the chair and putting his right hand behind him. This snow looks like the snow we have at the East, saidMartha. It snowed that way the time I was to Bosting. 6 W^XY\ \weATAX«M^t NN. Did it? said Bud, not thinking of the snow at all, norof Boston, but thinking how much better he would have ap-peared had he left his arms and. legs at home. 176 THE IIOOSIER SCHOOL-MASTER. I suppose Mr. Hartsook rode your horse to Lewisburg? Yes, he did; and Bud hung both hands at his side. You were very kind. This set Buds heart a-going so that he could not say any-thing, but he looked eloquently at Miss Hawkins, drew bothfeet under the chair, and rammed his hands into his , suddenly remembering how awkward he must look, heimmediately pulled his hands out again, and crossed his was a silence of a few minutes, during which Bud madeup his mind to do the most desperate thing he could think of—to declare his love and take the consequences. You see, Miss Hawkins, he began, forgetting boots andfists hi his agony, I thought as how Id come over here to-day, and —but here his heart failed him utterly— and—see—you. Im gl
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