Jr Alger Horatio

Jack's Ward Jr Alger Horatio

Book Excerpt: ...her lap. But I wouldn't stay to be a burden--I'd go to the poorhouse first. But perhaps," with the look of a martyr, "they wouldn't want me there, because I'd be discouragin' 'em too much."Poor Jack, who had so unwittingly raised this storm, winced under the last words, which he knew were directed at him."Then why," asked he, half in extenuation, "why don't you try to look pleasant and cheerful? Why won't you be jolly, as Tom Piper's aunt is?""I dare say I ain't pleasant," said Rachel, "as my own nephew twits me with it. There is some folks that can be cheerful when their house is a-burnin' down before their eyes, and I've heard of one young man that laughed at his aunt's funeral," directing a severe glance at Jack; "but I'm not one of that kind. I think, with the Scriptures, that there's a time to weep.""Doesn't it say there's a time to laugh, too?" asked Mrs. Harding."When I see anything to laugh about, I'm ready to laugh," said Aunt Rachel; "but human nater ain't to...