`` Job ! It was such a rare thing to find a patient man that when one was really discovered they were determined he should n't be forgotten , '' retorted Miss Cornelia triumphantly . `` Anyhow , the virtue does n't go with the name . There never was such an impatient man born as old Job Taylor over harbor . '' `` Well , you know , he had a good deal to try him , Cornelia . Even you ca n't defend his wife . I always remember what old William MacAllister said of her at her funeral , ` There 's nae doot she was a Chreestian wumman , but she had the de'il 's own temper . ' '' `` I suppose she WAS trying , '' admitted Miss Cornelia reluctantly , `` but that did n't justify what Job said when she died . He rode home from the graveyard the day of the funeral with my father . He never said a word till they got near home . Then he heaved a big sigh and said , ` You may not believe it , Stephen , but this is the happiest day of my life ! ' Was n't that like a man ? '' `` I s ` pose poor old Mrs. Job did make life kinder uneasy for him , '' reflected Captain Jim . `` Well , there 's such a thing as decency , is n't there ? Even if a man is rejoicing in his heart over his wife being dead , he need n't proclaim it to the four winds of heaven . And happy day or not , Job Taylor was n't long in marrying again , you might notice . His second wife could manage him . She made him walk Spanish , believe me ! The first thing she did was to make him hustle round and put up a tombstone to the first Mrs. Job -- and she had a place left on it for her own name . She said there 'd be nobody to make Job put up a monument to HER . ''
`` Speaking of Taylors , how is Mrs. Lewis XXXXX up at the Glen , doctor ? ''
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