"To unlearn, you mean," said Mr. D - -. "To tell you the truth,
Mrs. Moodie, ladies and gentlemen have no business in the woods.
Eddication spoils man or woman for that location. So, widow
(turning to our hostess), you are not tired of living alone yet?"
"No, sir; I have no wish for a second husband. I had enough of the
first. I like to have my own way - to lie down mistress, and get up
master."
"You don't like to be put out of your old way," returned he, with a
mischievous glance.
She coloured very red; but it might be the heat of the fire over
which she was frying the pork for our dinner.
I was very hungry, but I felt no appetite for the dish she was
preparing for us. It proved salt, hard, and unsavoury.
D - - pronounced it very bad, and the whiskey still worse, with which
he washed it down.
I asked for a cup of tea and a slice of bread. But they were out of
tea, and the hop-rising had failed, and there was no bread in the
house. For this disgusting meal we paid at the rate of a quarter of
a dollar a-head.
I was glad when the horses being again put to, we escaped from the
rank odour of the fried pork, and were once more in the fresh air.
