`` I told father right off , licketty-split , as soon as I got home , '' he added when he reached us . `` I was anxious to have it over with . I says , solemn-like , ` Dad , there 's something I 've got to tell you , and I do n't know how you 'll take it , but it ca n't be helped , ' I says . Dad looked pretty sober , and he says , says he , ` What have you been up to , Peter ? Do n't be afraid to tell me . I 've been forgiven to seventy times seven , so surely I can forgive a little , too ? ' ` Well , ' I says , desperate-like , ` the truth is , father , I 'm a Presbyterian . I made up my mind last summer , the time of the Judgment Day , that I 'd be a Presbyterian , and I 've got to stick to it . I 'm sorry I ca n't be a Methodist , like you and mother and Aunt Jane , but I ca n't and that 's all there is to it , ' I says . Then I waited , scared-like . But father , he just looked relieved and he says , says he , ` Goodness , boy , you can be a Presbyterian or anything else you like , so long as it 's Protestant . I 'm not caring , ' he says . ` The main thing is that you must be good and do what 's right . ' I tell you , '' concluded Peter emphatically , `` father is a Christian all right . '' `` Well , I suppose your mind will be at rest now , '' said Felicity . `` What 's that you have in your buttonhole ? '' `` That 's a four-leaved clover , '' answered Peter exultantly . `` That means good luck for the summer . I found it in Markdale . There ai n't much clover in Carlisle this year of any kind of leaf .
The crop is going XXXXX be a failure .
Presbyterian as at buttonhole for in like of that to