![]() This passage is adapted from Nicola Twilley, “Accounting for Taste. Felix came homeĪgain, as it seemed to her, almost as he used toĭo. She helped feed theĬhickens, and after that they all sewed together or Rebelled and, resolutely laying down her knitting, The other of her hostesses, until she heard the clatterĪnd clucking of the fowls in the yard. Knitted, alone save for a minute’s peep in from one or With many and profuse protestations of horror at But when she firstĮssayed forth with her dress tucked up around herĬonducted-nay, almost carried-back to her prison Mother Danbury did not want to be company,Īnd she did want to be allowed a part in her son, and,Ībove all, she did not want to sit in the front roomĪnd look at the staring wax flowers under their glassĬase and the shell houses on the mantel, even if sheĭid have on her best alpaca. Had assumed an air of possession over Felix that left a Widow insisted upon making company of her. Visitor the best that her larder afforded.Īll that bothered Mother Danbury was that the Widow Dickson brought out and spread for her The day was a joyous one for her-for them all.įelix was radiant, bis wife shyly happy, and the “dropped over” to spend a day with her two dear Sight of this son, whose form had gladdened her eyesĮvery evening as he returned from work, and the Outwardly she was calm, but her soul longed for a Little chats with the neighbors or to murmur gentle Glasses as often as through them as she paused for Knitting day by day, looking under and over her Run over an’ drop in on ’em almost anytime.”Īnd so, placidly, the old lady went on with her You see Baldwin’s Ford ain’t fur away, an’ I kin An’ then it ain’t as ef Felix was gone fur Nothin’ to do scarcely but to slip out o’ my house into ‘a’ had to tore up root an’ branch, while I ain’t got “‘Twouldn’t ‘a’ been fair to ask her that for she’d “But why couldn’t she ‘a’ come over here?” her Me, that’s blessed with two children to be the support Man ought to have a wife, an’ ef he can’t git her toĬome to him, he’s got to go to her. “No, no,” she would say, rocking complacently, “a Was very brave, and they had their trouble for their Mother Danbury upon the loss of her son, but she There were those who came to condole with Marriage it was with her that his mother went to live. “Melissy” was Felix’s married sister, and on his One family an’, besides, yore mother wouldn’t be Yore mother, but ’tain’t so she’ll come over hereĪ-visitin’, an’ we’ll go over there, an’ it’ll be jest like That the folks air a-goin’ to say that you’re desertin’ Indeed, and there had been a beautiful scene in which Was compelled to assure her that she would gain a Was also a widow, had protested so loud and longĪgainst separation from her only child that the lover Thither her betrothed had promised to go and take up The marriage of Felix meant his loss to theĬommunity. There was some sorrow too in all this interest, for Put aside in the general enthusiasm to assist in such Leave the state of bachelorhood, all animosities were Known that at last the day was set when he was to Still sore upon the subject but when it was generally House of worship, and some of the older heads were Who had led the fight for an organ to be used in the Son of the Widow Danbury and chorister at CoryĬhurch, led Martha Dickson to the altar. It might be called, when Felix Danbury, he who was There was no lack of village meddling, if meddling Dunbar was an African American author renowned for his incorporation of regional dialects into traditional literary forms. This passage is set in a small town in Dunbar’s native Ohio. This passage is adapted from Paul Laurence Dunbar, “The Visiting of Mother Danbury”.
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