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Identifier: newenglandmagazi1891bost (find matches)
Title: The New England magazine
Year: 1887 (1880s)
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Publisher: Boston : (New England Magazine Co.)
Contributing Library: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center
Digitizing Sponsor: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center

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nkest thou I would castshame into another mans house, un-knowing it? He hath always desiredher, but she would none of him, thestubborn ! She hath small choice now ! Will he be kind, Samuel? can he — Kind? What callst thou it to takesuch as she to wife ? Kind ! Howmany men would take her, an she haddouble the fortune? and being of thefamily already, he is glad to hide the blotforever. An if she would not? He is but acoarse fellow, and she ever shunned him. Art thou mad, woman ? She wed-deth him ere we sail to-morrow, or shestayeth ever in that chamber. The girlis not so sheer a fool ! He maketh anhonest woman of her, and saveth ourhouse from open shame. What otherhope for her than a new life to cover theold? Let her have an honest child, anshe so longeth for one ! He strode heavily across the porch, tillthe loose planks creaked again, strodeback and forth, with his arms folded andhis brows fiercely knit above his ironmouth. Overhead the shadows flickered mock- THE GIANT WISTARIA. 481
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The nervous fingers wavered, then fell despairingly. ingly across a white face among the leaves,with eyes of wasted fire. O, George, what a house ! what alovely house ! I am sure its haunted !Let us get that house to live in this sum-mer ! We will have Kate and Jack andSusy and Jim of course, and a splendidtime of it ! Young husbands are indulgent, butstill they have to recognize facts. My dear, the house may not be torent; and it may also not be habitable. There is surely somebody in it. Iam going to inquire ! The great central gate was rusted off its hinges, and the long drive had treesin it, but a little foothpath showed signsof steady usage, and up that Mrs. Jennywent, followed by her obedient George.The front windows of the old mansionwere blank, but in a wing at the backthey found white curtains and open doors.Outside, in the clear May sunshine, awoman was washing. She was polite andfriendly, and evidently glad of visitors inthat lonely place. She guessed it couldbe rented — d

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