RUBY ANN PATRICK
She had taught the school in District No. 5 summer and winter for five
years. She had been a teacher for fifteen years, her first experience
dating back to the days when the Colonel was school inspector, and his
formula in full swing. She had met all his requirements promptly, knew
all about the geese and the grindstone, and the wind, and Mr. Wright,
and had a certificate in the Colonel's handwriting, declaring her to be
rooted and grounded in the fundamentals, and qualified to teach a
district school anywhere. As Mr. Bills had said to Eloise, she was five
feet nine inches high and large in proportion, with so much strength and
vital force and determination, that the most unruly boy in District No.
5 would hesitate before openly defying her authority. She had conquered
Tom Walker, the bully of the school, and after the day when he was made
to feel the force there was in her large hand, he had done nothing worse
than make faces behind her back and draw caricatures of her on his
slate.
As a rule, Ruby Ann was popular with the majority of the people, and
there had been some opposition to a change. It was hardly fair, they
said to the Colonel, who took so much interest in the school, and who
was sure to feel angry and hurt if deprived of the privilege of
catechising the teachers in the office he had erected for that purpose
on his grounds. He had not only built the school-house, but had kept it
in repair, and had added a classroom for the older scholars because
somebody said it was needed, and had not objected when it was only used
for wraps and dinner pails, and balls and clubs in the summer, and in
the winter for coal and wood and sleds and skates and other things
pertaining to a school of wide-awake girls and boys.
This was the conservative party, but there was another which wanted a
change. They had been in a rut long enough, and they laughed at the
Colonel's formula, which nearly every child knew by heart. The Colonel
was too old to run things,--they must have something up to date, and
when the president of Mayville Normal School applied for a situation for
Eloise she was accepted, and Ruby Ann went to the wall. She was greatly
chagrined and disappointed when she found herself supplanted by a normal
graduate, of whom she had not a much higher opinion than the Colonel
himself. When she heard of the accident and that her rival was disabled,
she was conscious just for a moment of a feeling of exultation, as if
Eloise had received her just deserts. She was, however, a kind-hearted,
well-principled woman, and soon cast the feeling aside as unworthy of
her, and tried to believe she was sorry for the girl, who, she heard,
was very young, and had been carried in the darkness and rain to Mrs.
Biggs's house in Howard Crompton's arms.
"I would almost be willing to sprain my ankle for the sake of being
carried in that way," Ruby thought, and then laughed as she tried to
fancy the young man bending beneath the weight of her hundred and
ninety pounds.
It was at this juncture that Mr. Bills came in asking if she would take
Miss Smith's place until she was able to walk. It might be two weeks,
and it might be three, and it might be less, he said. Any way, they
didn't want a cripple in the school-house for Tom Walker to raise Hail
Columby with. Would Ruby Ann swaller her pride and be a substitute?
"It is a good deal to ask me to do after I have been turned out of
office," she said, "but I am not one to harbor resentment. Yes, I'll
take the school till Miss Smith is able. How does she look? I hear she
is very young."
"Well, she's some younger than you, I guess, and looks like a child as
she sits down," Mr. Bills replied. "Why, you are big as two of
her,--yes, three,--and could throw her over the house."
Ruby's face clouded, and Mr. Bills went on: "She is handsome as blazes,
with a mouth which keeps kind of quivering, as if she wanted to cry, or
something, and eyes--well, you've got to see 'em to know what they are
like. They are just eyes which make an old man like me feel,--I don't
know how."
Ruby laughed, but felt a little hurt as she thought of her own small,
light-blue eyes and lighter eyebrows, which had never yet made any man,
young or old, feel "he didn't know how." She knew she was neither young
nor handsome nor attractive, but she had good common sense, and after
Mr. Bills was gone she sat down to review the situation, and resolved to
accept it gracefully and to call upon Eloise. It would be certainly _en
regle_ and Christian-like to do so, she thought, and the next afternoon
she presented herself at Mrs. Biggs's door and asked if Miss Smith were
able to see any one.
Mrs. Biggs belonged to the radical party which favored a change of
teachers. Five years was long enough for one person to teach in the same
place, she said, and they wanted somebody modern and younger. She laid a
great deal of stress upon that, and on one occasion, when giving her
opinion over her gate to a neighbor, had added "smaller and
better-looking." Ruby was not a favorite with Mrs. Biggs, whom she had
called an inveterate gossip, hunting up everbody's history and age, and
making them out two or three years older than they were. She had lived
at home and kept Mrs. Biggs out of a boarder five years. She had called
Tim a lout, and kept him after school several times when his mother
needed him. Consequently Mrs. Biggs's sympathies were all with Eloise,
who was young and small and good-looking, and she flouted the idea of
having Ruby hired even for a few days.
"It's just a wedge to git her in again," she had said to Tim, with whom
she had discussed the matter. "I know Ruby Ann, and she'll jump at the
chance, and keep it, too. She can wind Mr. Bills round her fingers. I'd
rather have Miss Smith with one laig than Ruby Ann with three. Tom
Walker ain't goin' to raise Ned with such a slip of a girl."
"I ruther guess not, when I'm there," Tim said, squaring himself up as
if ready to fight a dozen Tom Walkers, when, in fact, he was afraid of
one, and usually kept out of his way.
Mrs. Biggs had not expected Ruby Ann to call, and her face wore a
vinegary expression when she opened the door to her.
"Yes, I s'pose you can see her, but too much company ain't good for
sprained ankles," she replied in response to Ruby's inquiry if she could
see Miss Smith. "You'll find her in the parlor, but don't stay long.
Talkin' 'll create a fever in her laig."
Ruby was accustomed to Mrs. Biggs's vagaries, and did not mind them.
"I'll be very discreet," she said, as she passed on to the parlor,
curious to see the girl who had been preferred to herself.
She had heard from Mr. Bills that Eloise "was handsome as blazes," but
she was not prepared for the face which looked up at her as she entered
the room. Something in the eyes appealed to her as it had to Mr. Bills,
and any prejudice she might have had melted away at once, and she began
talking to Eloise as familiarly as if she had known her all her life. At
first Eloise drew back from the powerfully built woman, who stood up so
tall before her, and whose voice was so strong and masculine, and whose
eyes travelled over her so rapidly, taking in every detail of her dress
and every feature of her face. Mrs. Biggs's disfiguring cotton gown had
been discarded for a loose white jacket, which, with its knots of pink
ribbon, was very becoming, and Ruby found herself studying it closely,
and wondering if she could make one like it, and how she would look in
it. Then she noticed the hands, so small and so white, and felt an
irresistible desire to take one of them in her broad palm.
"I do believe I could hold three like them in one of mine," she thought,
and sitting down by Eloise's side, she laid her hand on the one resting
on the arm of the chair.
There was something so friendly and warm and so sympathetic in the
touch that Eloise wanted to cry. With a great effort she kept her tears
back, but could not prevent one or two from standing on her long lashes,
and making her eyes very bright as she answered Ruby's rapid questions
with regard to the accident.
"And I hear Mr. Howard Crompton brought you here himself. That was
something of an honor, as he seldom goes out of his way for any one,"
she said, with a keen look of curiosity in her eyes.
"I never thought of the honor," Eloise replied. "I could think of
nothing but the pain, which was terrible, and now everything is so
dreary and so different from what I hoped. Do you think it will be long
before I can walk?"
"No; oh no," Ruby answered cheerily. "Let me see your foot. It is
swollen badly," she said, as she replaced the old shawl Mrs. Biggs had
thrown across it. "What have you on it? Wormwood and vinegar, I know by
the odor. You should have a rubber band, and nothing else. It is cleaner
and saves trouble. That's what I used, and was well in no time."
"Have you had a sprained ankle, too?" Eloise asked, and Ruby Ann
replied, "Certainly. Nearly every one has at some time in his life. It
is as common as the measles."
"I believe it," Eloise rejoined with a laugh. "So many have called to
see me, and almost every one had had a sprain,--some as many as three;
and each one proposed a different remedy."
"Naturally; but you try the rubber band. I'll bring you one, and
massage your ankle, and have you well very soon."
These were the first hopeful words Eloise had heard, and her heart
warmed towards this great blond woman, who was proving herself a friend,
and who began to tell her of the school and her own experience as
teacher in District No. 5, which, she said, was the largest and most
important district in town, with the oldest scholars both summer and
winter. "There are some unruly boys, especially Tom Walker, but I am so
big and strong that I conquered him by brute force, and had no trouble
after one battle. You will conquer some other way. Tom is very
susceptible to good looks,--calls me a hayseed, and a chestnut, and a
muff. It will be different with you," and Ruby pressed the hand she was
holding. Then she spoke of Col. Crompton, who used to examine the
teachers, and before whom she had been five times; usually answering the
same questions, especially those contained in the "Formula," and to
which Eloise would not be subjected.
"What is the Formula?" Eloise asked, and Ruby told her, while Eloise
listened bewildered, and glad that she was to escape an ordeal she could
never pass with credit.
It was easy to be confiding with Ruby, and Eloise soon found herself
talking freely of her life and school days in Mayville, and the
necessity there was for her to teach, and the bitter disappointment it
would be to lose the school on which so much depended.
"My father is dead," she said, "and my mother is--" she hesitated, while
a deep flush came to her cheeks, "she is an invalid, and there is no one
to care for her now but me. She is in California, and I may have to go
for her, and must have the money."
Just for a moment, when Mr. Bills asked her to take Eloise's place,
there had been in Ruby's mind a half-formed hope that she might be
wholly reinstated in her old place as a teacher. But it was gone now,
and Jack Harcourt himself was not more kindly disposed to the helpless
girl than she was.
"You shall not lose the school, nor the time either," she said
impulsively. "I am to take it till you are able, and then I shall step
out. In the mean time, I shall do all I can for you,--shall enlist Tom
Walker on your side, and you will have no trouble."
She arose to go, then sat down again and said, "I hope you will be able
to attend our Rummage Sale."
"Rummage Sale!" Eloise repeated, remembering to have heard the word in
connection with the slippers Miss Amy had sent her. "I don't think I
quite understand."
"Don't you know what a Rummage Sale is?" Ruby Ann asked, explaining what
it was, and saying they were to have one in a vacant house not far from
Mrs. Biggs's, the proceeds to go for a free library for District No. 5.
"I am one of the solicitors," she continued, "but as you are a stranger
you may not have anything to contribute."
As Rummage Sales were just beginning to dawn on the public horizon
Eloise had never heard of them, but she became interested at once,
because Ruby Ann was so enthusiastic, and said, "I have two or three
white aprons I made myself. You can have one of them if you think
anybody will buy it."
"Buy it!" Ruby repeated, rubbing her hands in ecstasy. "It will bring a
big price when they know it was yours and you made it. I'll see that it
has a conspicuous place. And now I must go and see Mrs. Biggs again
about the sale. Good-by, and keep up your courage."
She stooped and kissed Eloise, who heard her next in the kitchen talking
to Mrs. Biggs, first of rubber bands and massage, and then of the
Rummage Sale. When she was gone Mrs. Biggs came in and sat down and
began to give her opinion of the Rummage Sale, and massage and rubber
bands, and first the Rummage. A good way to get rid of truck, and Ruby
Ann said they took everything. She had a lot of old chairs and a warming
pan and foot-stove, and she s'posed she might give the spotted brown and
white calico wrapper which Eloise had worn. It was faded and out of
style. Yes, on the whole, she'd give the wrapper. She never liked it
very well, she said; and then she spoke of the rubber band Ruby Ann had
recommended instead of wormwood and vinegar, and of which she did not
approve. What did Ruby Ann know? though, to be sure, she was old enough.
How old did Eloise think she was? Eloise had not given her age a
thought, but, pressed for an answer, ventured the reply that she might
be verging on to thirty.
"Verging on to thirty! More likely verging on to forty," Mrs. Biggs
said, with a savage click of the needles with which she was knitting Tim
a sock. "I know her age, if she does try to look young and wear a sailor
hat, and ride a wheel in a short gown! I'd laugh to see me ridin' a
wheel, and there ain't so much difference between us neither. I know,
for we went to school together. She was a little girl, to be sure, and
sat on the low seat and learnt her a-b-c's. I was four or five years
older, and sat on a higher seat with Amy Crompton, till the Colonel took
her from the district school and kep' her at home with a governess."
Mrs. Biggs was very proud of the acquaintance she had had with Amy
Crompton, when the two played together under the trees which shaded the
school-house the Colonel had built as _expiatory_ years before, and she
continued: "Amy, you know, is the half-cracked lady at the Crompton
House who sent the hat and slippers. She's been married twice,--run away
the first time. My land! what a stir there was about it, and what a high
hoss the Colonel rode. Who her second was nobody knows,--some scamp by
the name of Smith,--that's your name, and a good one, too, but about the
commonest in the world, I reckon. There's four John Smiths in town, and
Joel Smith, who brings my milk, and George Smith I buy aigs of, and
forty odd more. They say the Colonel hates the name like pisen. Won't
have anybody work for him by that name. Dismissed his milkman because he
was a Smith, and between you and I, I b'lieve half his opposition to you
was your name. Why, it's like a red rag to a bull."
"I didn't know he was opposed to me personally," Eloise said, and Mrs.
Biggs replied, "Of course not; how could he be? He never seen you. It's
the normal, and bein' put out of office--he and Ruby Ann. They've run
things long enough. They say he did swear offel at the last school
meetin' about normals and ingrates and all that,--meanin' they'd forgot
all he'd done for 'em; but, my land, you can't b'lieve half you hear. I
don't b'lieve nothin', and try to keep a close mouth 'bout what I do
b'lieve. I ain't none o' your gossips, and won't have folks sayin' the
Widder Biggs said so and so."
Here Mrs. Biggs stopped to take breath and answer a rap at the kitchen
door, where George Smith was standing with a basket of eggs. Eloise
could hear her badgering him because he charged too much and because his
hens did not lay larger eggs, and threatening to withdraw her patronage
if there was not a change. Then items of the latest news were exchanged,
Mrs. Biggs doing her part well for one who never repeated anything and
never believed anything. When George Smith was gone she returned to her
seat by Eloise and resumed her conversation, which had been interrupted,
and which was mostly reminiscent of people and incidents in Crompton,
and especially of the Crompton House and its occupants, with a second
fling at Ruby Ann.