"Then you can see how I do things, and be able to help me a little by
and by." Wiseli obeyed, and watched her cousin's wife at her work as
well as she was able; but the tears kept coming into her eyes so that
she could scarcely see, for she thought all the time of how she used to
go about in the kitchen with her mother, who chattered so pleasantly
with her, and how they would stop to kiss each other now and then. She
knew very well that she ought not to give way to her tears, and tried to
swallow her sobs, until she felt almost strangling.
"See here, look here," said the cousin's wife, every now and then; "then
you will know how to do it by and by." And she went about, here and
there, in the kitchen, letting Wiseli stand, and said nothing else to
her. This went on for some time, when there was a terrible stamping in
the entry, and the woman said, "Open the door as quick as you can: they
are coming." The noise was made by the cousin and his sons, who were
knocking the snow off their shoes before entering. Wiseli opened the
door into the inner room as quickly as possible; and the cousin's wife
lifted an enormous pan off the fire, and ran with it into the room,
where she shook a great heap of potatoes out over the slate-topped
table. Then she brought out a big jug of sour milk, and said, "Put the
things that are in the table-drawer on the table, and then they can all
sit down at once.
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