Nancy was downstairs early next morning and managed to be the one to greet the china-packers. We filled one barrel last evening, she explained to them. Will you please head that up before you begin work? which one of the men obligingly did. We'll mark all this stuff and take it down to the station air max jr this afternoon, said the head packer to Mrs. Carey. Be careful with it, won't you? she begged. We are very fond of our glass and china, our clocks and all our little treasures. You won't have any breakage so long as you deal with James Perkins & Co.! said the packer. Nancy went back into the room for a moment to speak with the skilful, virtuous J.P. & Co. There's no need to use any care with that corner barrel, she said carelessly. It has nothing of value in it! James Perkins went home in the middle of the afternoon and left his son to finish the work, and the son tagged and labelled and painted with all his might. The Dirty Boy barrel in the corner, being separated from the others, looked to him especially important, so he gave particular attention to that; pasted on it one label marked Fragile, one This Side Up, two Glass with Care, and finding several Perishables in his pocket tied on a few of those, and removed the entire lot of boxes, crates, and barrels to the freight depot. The man who put the articles in the car was much interested in the Dirty Boy barrel. You'd ought to have walked to Greentown and carried that one in your arms, he jeered. What is the precious thing, anyway? Don't you mind what it is, responded young Perkins. Jest you keep everybody 'n' everything from teching it! Does this lot o' stuff have to be shifted 'tween here and Greentown? No; not unless we git kind o' dull and turn it upside down jest for fun. I guess you're dull consid'able often, by the way things look when you git through carryin' 'em, on this line, said Perkins, who had no opinion of the freight department of the A.&B. The answer, though not proper to record in this place, was worthy of Perkins's opponent, who had a standing grudge against the entire race of expressmen and carters who brought him boxes and barrels to handle. It always seemed to him that if they nike air max 95 were all out of the country or dead he would have no work to do. Chapter 11 The Service On The Threshold From this point on, the flitting went easily and smoothly enough, and the transportation of the Carey family itself to Greentown, on a mild budding day in April, was nothing compared to the heavy labor that had preceded it. All the goods and chattels had been despatched a week before, so that they would be on the spot well in advance, and the actual flitting took place on a Friday, so that Gilbert would have every hour of his vacation to assist in the settling process. He had accepted an invitation to visit a school friend at Easter, saying to his mother magisterially: I didn't suppose you'd want me round the house when you were getting things to rights; men are always in the way; so I told Fred Bascom I'd go home with him. Home with Fred! Our only man! Sole prop of the House of Carey! exclaimed his mother with consummate tact. Why, Gilly dear, I shall want your advice every hour! And who will know about the planting,--for we are only 'women folks'; and who will do all the hammering and carpenter work? You are so wonderful with tools that you'll be worth all the rest of us put together! Oh, well, if you need me so much as that I'll go along, of course, said Gilbert, but Fred said his mother and sisters always did this kind of thing by themselves. 'By themselves,' in Fred's family, remarked Mrs. Carey, means a butler, footman, and plenty of money for help of every sort. And though no wonder you're fond of Fred, who is so jolly and such good company, you must have noticed how selfish he is! Now, mother, you've never seen Fred Bascom more than half a dozen times! No; and I don't remember at all what I saw in him the last five of them, for I found out everything needful the first time he came to visit us! returned Mrs. Carey quietly. Still, he's a likable, agreeable sort of boy. And no doubt he'll succeed in destroying the pig in him before he grows up, said Nancy, passing through the room. I thought it gobbled and snuffled a good deal when we last met! Colonel Wheeler was at Greentown station when the family arrived, and drove Mrs. Carey and Peter to the Yellow House himself, while the rest followed in the depot carryall, with a trail of trunks and packages following on behind in an air max 90 express wagon. It was a very early season, the roads were free from mud, the trees were budding, and the young grass showed green on all the sunny slopes. When the Careys had first seen their future home they had entered the village from the west, the Yellow House being the last one on the elm-shaded street, and quite on the outskirts of Beulah itself. Now they crossed the river below the station and drove through East Beulah, over a road unknown to any of them but Gilbert, who was the hero and instructor of the party. Soon the well-remembered house came into view, and as the two vehicles had kept one behind the other there was a general cheer. It was more beautiful even than they had remembered it; and more commodious, and more delightfully situated. The barn door was open, showing crates of furniture, and the piazza was piled high with boxes. Bill Harmon stood in the front doorway, smiling. He hoped for trade, and he was a good sort anyway. I'd about given you up to-night, he called as he came to the gate. Your train's half an hour late. I got tired o' waitin', so I made free to open up some o' your things for you to start housekeepin' with. I guess there won't be no supper here for you to-night. We've got it with us, said Nancy joyously, making acquaintance in an instant. You _are_ forehanded, ain't you! That's right!--jump, you little pint o' cider! Bill said, holding out his arms to Peter. Peter, carrying many small things too valuable to trust to others, jumped, as suggested, and gave his new friend air max 1 an unexpected shower of bumps from hard substances concealed about his person. Land o' Goshen, you're _loaded_, hain't you? he inquired jocosely as he set Peter down on the ground. The dazzling smile with which Peter greeted this supposed tribute converted Bill Harmon at once into a victim and slave. Little did he know, as he carelessly stood there at the wagon wheel, that he was destined to bestow upon that small boy offerings from his stock for years to come. He and Colonel Wheeler were speedily lifting things from the carryall, while the Careys walked up the pathway together, thrilling with the excitement of the moment. Nancy breathed hard, flushed, and caught her mother's hand. O Motherdy! she said under her breath; it's all happening just as we dreamed it, and now that it's really here it's like--it's like--a dedication,--somehow.