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Jewett, Sarah Orne, 1849-1909

"The Country of the Pointed Firs"

There
were those of her neighbors who never had taken the trouble to
furnish a best room, but Mrs. Blackett was one who knew the uses of
a parlor.
"Yes, do come right out into the old kitchen; I shan't make
any stranger of you," she invited us pleasantly, after we had been
properly received in the room appointed to formality. "I expect
Almiry, here, 'll be driftin' out 'mongst the pasture-weeds quick's
she can find a good excuse. 'Tis hot now. You'd better content
yourselves till you get nice an' rested, an' 'long after dinner the
sea-breeze 'll spring up, an' then you can take your walks, an' go
up an' see the prospect from the big ledge. Almiry'll want to show
off everything there is. Then I'll get you a good cup o' tea
before you start to go home. The days are plenty long now."
While we were talking in the best room the selected fish had
been mysteriously brought up from the shore, and lay all cleaned
and ready in an earthen crock on the table.
"I think William might have just stopped an' said a word,"
remarked Mrs.


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