As this restoration cost but one
dollar and a half out of the five which had been given her by
young Morton, she felt very well satisfied with the way matters
had turned out. This did not, however, by any means diminish her
rancor against Pomp, who had been the mischievous cause of the
calamity.
"Ef I could only get hold on him," Mrs. Payson had remarked on
several occasions to Cynthy Ann, "I'd shake the mischief out of
him, ef I died for't the very next minute."
Mrs. Payson was destined to meet with a second calamity, which
increased, if possible, her antipathy to the "young imp."
Being of a social disposition, she was quite in the habit of
dropping in to tea at different homes in the village. Having
formerly lived in Rossville, she was acquainted with nearly all
the townspeople, and went the rounds about once in two weeks.
One afternoon she put her knitting into a black work-bag, which
she was accustomed to carry on her arm, and, arraying herself in
a green cloak and hood, which had served her for fifteen years,
she set out to call on Mrs.
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