Ward
and Betty Jo to Auntie Sue and back to the banker and the girl.
Mr. Ward, still not remembering the bank clerk in this re-created Brian
Kent, was holding out his hand with a genial smile.
As the bewildered Brian mechanically took the hand so cordially
extended, the older man said: "It is an honor, sir, to meet a man who
can do the work you have done in writing that book. It is impossible to
estimate the value of such a service as you have rendered the race. You
have a rare and wonderful gift, Mr. Burns, and I predict for you a life
of remarkable usefulness."
Brian, still confused, but realizing that Mr. Ward had not recognized
him, looked appealingly at Betty Jo and then to Auntie Sue.
Auntie Sue spoke: "Mr. Ward is the uncle and guardian of Betty Jo,
Brian."
"'Brian'!" ejaculated the banker.
Auntie Sue continued: "Homer, dear, Betty Jo has presented HER author,
Mr. Burns;--permit me to introduce MY Brian Kent!"
And Judy remarked that evening, when, after supper, they were all on the
porch watching the sunset: "Hit sure is dad burned funny how all tangled
an' snarled up everythin' kin git 'fore a body kin think most, an',
then, if a body'll just keep a-goin' right along, all ter onct hit's all
straightened out as purty as anythin'."
They laughed happily at the mountain girl's words, and the dear old
teacher's sweet voice answered: "Yes, Judy; it is all just like the
river, don't you see?"
"Meanin' as how the water gits all tangled an' mixed up when hit's
a-boilin' an' a-roarin' like mad down there at Elbow Rock, an' then all
ter onct gits all smooth an' calm like again," returned Judy.
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