All Mine to Give Page #2

and baker and fisher and pump-primer?

Because she was as homely

as a peat bog.

Now, now, is this the time and place

for a respectable married wom?...

The soup.

Dear me.

What a mess.

Pump-primer.

- Rob.

- Mm?

What day is it?

Today is Sunday, October 12th.

Why, jo?

To remember the baby's birthday.

Oh.

- You mean the time's upon you?

- I think so.

Are you warm enough?

Would you like a spot of broth?

- I'm going to have a baby.

- Baby.

- Now, there's only one thing for you to do.

- Aye.

- Go and find the midwife.

- Aye.

October 12. October 12.

Why, that's the birthday of Columbus.

The man who discovered America for us.

Mrs. Pugmister, hurry, please.

- Please hurry, Mrs. Pugmister.

- There's no rush, Mr. Eunson.

- It's the first one.

- No rush?

No rush, you say.

Mrs. Pugmister, she's in mortal agony.

- Call out if you need me.

- I'll not be needing you.

But there might be something

a man can do.

You've already done it.

Mrs. Pugmister,

what are you making that racket for?

Let the folks know what we've got.

We've got something then?

Might I ask what it is we got?

I ring this bell when it's a boy.

I blow this whistle... when it's a girl.

So the night I was born,

Papa went off to the woods.

He walked all night...

...and it was daylight

when he got to Cullen's logging camp.

Come on, men. Move.

Good day. Now, I want

a lot of work out of you.

All right, the rest of you men,

come on out here.

- Could you tell me where Mr. Cullen is?

- Cullen.

Come on, boys, move on.

Or it'll be over before we get out there.

- Why don't you look where you're going?

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, what is it? What do you want?

I'm, uh, Robert Strong Eunson

and I'm ready for work, Mr. Cullen.

Well, and what kind of work

might you be ready for?

You said you'd use me as a chopper.

Oh, I did, did I?

And what did I say

I'd be paying you, Norsky?

Uh, twenty dollars a month.

But not to plough through the snow

all night and use up all your energy.

Can you give a good 13 hours' work

for the company?

I'd be much obliged

if you'd watch me, Mr. Cullen.

I'll do just that, Norsky.

Get one thing straight, Mr. Cullen.

I have no doubt

the Scandinavians are a fine race...

...but it just so happens I'm Scottish.

Stop telling me your family history

on the company's time.

The stand of timber's that way.

Half a mile.

Get an ax and keep your nose clean.

He's going to grow up

to be a great, big, strong man.

It's blowing up something.

The wind's from the north.

- Oh, Katie, Lela.

- I'm glad to see you.

I've, uh...

I've made you some scones.

Yes.

How is your?...

Nothing like a baby

in the house. They're so cute.

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