The family was working happily in their potato field on a peaceful summer afternoon. While spreading fertilizer around the potato stalks, the father accidentally uncovered some new potatoes, causing the mother to praise God. This reminded the eldest son of their daughter Mary, who had emigrated to America and was now unemployed. The mother grew sad at the thought of Mary's situation, while the eldest son believed Mary wouldn't contact them until she had money to send home. Though the sky remained beautiful, the larks stopped singing happily as gloom fell over the family thinking of their absent daughter.
The family was working happily in their potato field on a peaceful summer afternoon. While spreading fertilizer around the potato stalks, the father accidentally uncovered some new potatoes, causing the mother to praise God. This reminded the eldest son of their daughter Mary, who had emigrated to America and was now unemployed. The mother grew sad at the thought of Mary's situation, while the eldest son believed Mary wouldn't contact them until she had money to send home. Though the sky remained beautiful, the larks stopped singing happily as gloom fell over the family thinking of their absent daughter.
The family was working happily in their potato field on a peaceful summer afternoon. While spreading fertilizer around the potato stalks, the father accidentally uncovered some new potatoes, causing the mother to praise God. This reminded the eldest son of their daughter Mary, who had emigrated to America and was now unemployed. The mother grew sad at the thought of Mary's situation, while the eldest son believed Mary wouldn't contact them until she had money to send home. Though the sky remained beautiful, the larks stopped singing happily as gloom fell over the family thinking of their absent daughter.
It was a milk summer afternoon, the sky clear blue, the wind
still, and birds fluttering and singing. Everything looks serene
there, full of peace and love. Nothing disturbing or restless there, in such harmony, even the tiny insects could feel its special existence, the stirring grass blades making sweet sighs of young love. Happily a peasant and his family were working there beneath the singing larks, putting fresh earth around potato stalks. May God give music to excite their simple hearts. They were all working, the mother and the second eldest daughter weeding the ridges, the father spreading around the stalks the precious clay that the eldest son dug from the rocky field, and a younger son bringing sea sand from a far corner of the field. The fourth child, almost an infant, staggered around the mother, trying to help her. They worked quietly, except once accidentally the father dislodged a fresh stalk with a cry attracting them, and then the mother said, “OH! Praised be God on high!”, crossing herself. They looked at the tiny new potatoes and wondered, and then suddenly, the eldest son said, “Ah! If Mary were here now wouldn’t she be glad to see the new potatoes. I remember, exactly on this spot, she spread seaweed last winter”. Silence followed those words. Mary, the eldest daughter, had gone to America in early spring, only sending one letter back since then. A neighbour’s daughter had written home recently that Mary quitted her first job as a servant and was unemployed. The mother murmured sadly, and the father whispered harshly, going on with the work. But the eldest son pondered for a little while and said loudly to his mother, “Until she has money to send, she will not say anything. You know, she is the proudest one”. The toddling child bringing weeds as gifts to his mother, suddenly the mother hugged the child and kissed him. Then she said, “Oh! Like angels they are singing up there. Wasn’t God good to them to give them those voices? She may write if she could hear the larks singing. But no larks would live in big cities.” Nobody replied, but the larks no longer sang happily, with the sky becoming immense.Then they felt gloomy but the little child still bringing little weeds as gifts to his mother.
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