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than anything else,-eyery breeze is
a seabreeze, and 1t is so delightfully."-
quiet that the flies and mosquitoes imi-
tate the inhabitants, and sleep all day
and all night
Where is this modern Eden, this
corner lot in Paradise?" asked Quincy;
1T can't be part of the United States"
Not exactly replied Aunt Ella;
it's off shore, forget how many miles,
but you can find 1t swimming around
in the water just south of Cape Cod"
oh! you mean Nantucket" cried
Quincy.
That's the place, "assented his aunt.
Now Quincy, I'll tell you just what I
want you to do, and want you to
promise to do 1t before say another
word"
That's woman's way" remarked
Quincy, "of avoiding argument and
preventing free expression of opinion
by interested parties; but I'll consent,
only be merciful."
What I'm going to ask you to do,
Quincy Sawyer, is for your good, and
you'll own up that I've been more than
mother to you before I get through"
You always have BEEN" said Quin-
cy, seriously. "Of course, love my
mother in a way, but I'm never exact
ly comfortable when I'm with her. But
when I'm with you, Aunt Ella, I'm al
ways contented and feel perfectly at
home"
"Bless you, my dear boy" she said.
Then, rising, she went behind his
chair, leaned over and kissed him on
the forehead; then, pulling chair
close to him, she went on: II haven't
spoken to you of her, Quincy, because
! have had no opportunity until now.
I've fallen in love with her myself. 1
am physiognomist as well as a phre-
nologist. Robert taught me the prin-
ciples. She's almost divinely lovely.
/ say almost, for, of course, she'll be
still lovelier when she goes to Heaven.
Her well-shaped head indicates
strong, active, inventive mind, while
her pure heart and clean soul are mir
rored in her sweet face. She is a good
foil for you, Quincy. You are almost
dark enough for a Spaniard or an Ital-
ian, while she is Goethe's ideal Mar
guerite."
1t was not necessary for Quincy to
ask to whom she referred, nor to
praise her powers Of discernment, 1t
was Aunt ELIAS time for talking, and
she was not inclined to brook any in
reference. So she went on.
"Iwant you to bring her here to me
and have Rosa What-d' yer-call-her
come with her. Here they can work
and play until you get the nest ready
for her down to Nantucket. You say
she plays and sings. l love music
passionately, but I can't play a note,
even on jew's-harp; but if she plays
a wrong note shall feel inclined to
call her attention to it. When l used
to go to the theatre with Robert, de-
lighted in telling him how badly some
Of the members of the orchestra were
playing, but repented of 1t. He got
in the habit of going out between the
acts to escape the music, he said, and
I never could keep him in his seat af-
ter that"
Quincy laughed heartily at this. ri
see no way of stopping this bad habit
that gentlemen have of going out be-
tween the acts" said he. "unless you
ladies combine, and insist on higher
grade of orchestral excellence"
IT have large library" continued
Aunt Ella, land she may find books in
it that will be of use to her. Robert
spent $4,000 on it, and I've bought a
couple Of thousand dollars worth more
since his death. Now, what do you
say, Quincy? You know I will do all
in my power to make her comfortable
and happy while she is here. If Maude
runs up, and she's the only one that
is likely to, will tell her that l have
friends here from England. I will
keep her out of the way. Will you
bring herr"
'If she will come, I WILL" Quincy
replied.
"You will never repent it, said
Aunt Ella. "Now let us go upstairs"
When they reached her room the CT
CARS and cigarettes were again in req
uisition.
II kept my promise the other day,
Quincy" said she, when the three
girls were here. What sweet, rosy
checked, healthy happy trio they were!
wasn't more than 20 myself that
day. give you my solemn promise,
Quincy, that won. smoke cigarette
nor drink a glass of wine while Alice
is here,until after she goes to bed; and
then I'll eat Glove and air the room
out thoroughly before l let her in in
the morning"
Quincy was up early next morning,
and at ten minutes of nine reached the
lodging house in Myrtle street. He
had taken carriage, for he knew Miss
Very would have her luggage, proba-
bly, trunk. His call at the door was
answered by a sharp-eyed, Ratchet
faced woman, whose face was red with
excitement. To Quincy's inquiry If
Miss Very was in, the woman replied,
shat she was in and was likely to stay
in."
81 trust she is not sick" said Quincy.
mo! she amt Sick the woman re-
| piled, what you mean by sick; but
| there's worse things than bein' sick,
especially when a poor wilder has a
big house rent to pay and coal $3.50
a ton
A small trunk, neatly strapped stood
in the hallway. CHANGING into the
stuffy little parlor, he saw a woman,
apparently young, with her veil down,
seated on sofa, with a large valise on
the floor and hand bag at her side
I