Her mother spread her black shawl carefully over her.
"Now you lay here still, an' get rested," said she.

"I'm goin' out in the kitchen, an' see if I can't start up a fire an' get something for supper." Mrs.Field went out of the room.

Soon her tall black figure sped stealthily past the windows out of the yard.

She found a grocery store, and purchased some small necessaries.

There were groceries already in the pantry at the Maxwell house.