“. . is too frequently reckless and inde cent. . . . His words might have passed between Adam and Eve in Paradise, before the want of fi g-leaves brought no shame; but they are quite out of place amid the decorum of modern society. —CHARLES A. DANA, New York Daily Tribune, July 23, 1855 Bronson balanced his weight on one knee and patted the soil into place around the delicate sprout of a pumpkin vine, newly emerged from the ground just that morning. It had been ten days since he drew up his ...plan for the garden, and he was pleased to see the plants taking root. He chose not to dwell on the fact that it was nearly August; this vine would not produce fruit until at least November, assuming there was no frost before then. No matter—he felt a provider’s pride. He was making food for his family out of a few seeds and a patch of earth. Louisa stood nearby, hanging laundry on the line. Tuesday mornings they washed the linens, and she’d volunteered for the chore of hanging the wet laundry out of sheer self-preservation.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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