MISS JANE CAREW was at the railroad station
waiting for the New York train. She was
about to visit her friend, Mrs. Viola Longstreet.
With Miss Carew was her maid, Margaret, a middle-
aged New England woman, attired in the stiffest
and most correct of maid-uniforms. She carried an
old, large ...
THE spring was early that year. It was only
the last of March, but the trees were filmed
with green and paling with promise of bloom; the
front yards were showing new grass pricking through
the old. It was high time to plow the south field
and the garden, but Christopher sat in his rocking-
ch ...
IT did seem strange that Sally Patterson, who,
according to her own self-estimation, was the
least adapted of any woman in the village, should
have been the one chosen by a theoretically selective
providence to deal with a psychological problem.
DOWN the road, kicking up the dust until he
marched, soldier-wise, in a cloud of it, that
rose and grimed his moist face and added to the
heavy, brown powder upon the wayside weeds and
flowers, whistling a queer, tuneless thing, which yet
contained definite sequences -- the whistle of a bird
ra ...
THAT affair of Jim Simmons's cats never became
known. Two little boys and a little girl can
keep a secret -- that is, sometimes. The two little
boys had the advantage of the little girl because they
could talk over the affair together, and the little
girl, Lily Jennings, had no intimate girl fr ...
JIM BENNET had never married. He had
passed middle life, and possessed considerable
property. Susan Adkins kept house for him. She
was a widow and a very distant relative. Jim had
two nieces, his brother's daughters. One, Alma
Beecher, was married; the other, Amanda, was not.
The nieces had nai ...
THE Wise homestead dated back more than a
century, yet it had nothing imposing about it
except its site. It was a simple, glaringly white cot-
tage. There was a center front door with two win-
dows on each side; there was a low slant of roof,
pierced by unpicturesque dormers. On the left of
the ...
ANNIE HEMPSTEAD lived on a large family
canvas, being the eldest of six children. There
was only one boy. The mother was long since dead.
If one can imagine the Hempstead family, the head of
which was the Reverend Silas, pastor of the Orthodox
Church in Lynn Corners, as being the subject of a
m ...
JOHNNY TRUMBULL, he who had demon-
strated his claim to be Cock of the Walk by a
most impious hand-to-hand fight with his own aunt,
Miss Janet Trumbull, in which he had been deci-
sively victorious, and won his spurs, consisting of his
late grandfather's immense, solemnly ticking watch,
was to ...
BACK of the rectory there was a splendid, long
hill. The ground receded until the rectory
garden was reached, and the hill was guarded on
either flank by a thick growth of pines and cedars,
and, being a part of the land appertaining to the
rectory, was never invaded by the village children.
Th ...
MARGARET LEE encountered in her late middle
age the rather singular strait of being entirely
alone in the world. She was unmarried, and as
far as relatives were concerned, she had none except
those connected with her by ties not of blood, but by
marriage.
IT was an insolent day. There are days which,
to imaginative minds, at least, possess strangely
human qualities. Their atmospheres predispose peo-
ple to crime or virtue, to the calm of good will, to
sneaking vice, or fierce, unprovoked aggression. The
day was of the last description. A beast, ...