Poor or
rich, we could share what we had with another. So I keep an extry
plate on the table.
"I've had occasion," pursued the philosophical storekeeper, drawing up
his own chair across the table from the girl, "to be at some folks'
houses at meal time and had 'em ask me to set up and have a bite. But
it never looked to me as if they meant it 'nless there was already an
extry plate there.
"Just like having a spare bedroom. If you can say: 'Stay all night, we
got a room for ye,' then that's what I call hospitality. I wouldn't
live in a house that warn't big enough to have at least one spare room."
"I believe I must be very welcome here, Cap'n Abe," Louise said,
smiling at the kindly old man.
"Land sakes, I sh'd hope ye felt so!" ejaculated Cap'n Abe. "Now, if
you don't mind, Niece Louise." He dropped his head suddenly and closed
his eyes in reverence. "For what we are about to partake of, Lord,
make us duly thankful. Amen!" His countenance became animated again.
"Try them biscuit. I made 'em this morning 'twixt Marcy Coe selectin'
that piece of gingham for a new dress and John Peckham buying cordage
for his smack.
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