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Updated: September 1, 2025
Elizabeth had learned many things besides French and Chemistry in Cheemaun High School. They found a big carriage drawn up before the door of Annie's house, and Annie already in it holding the Vision, now merely a bundle of lace and shawls. Elizabeth grasped the bundle from her sister's arms and proceeded to display its many charms. "Oh, John, just look at him!
While they waited his return Sarah Emily beguiled the time with a story of how she circumvented that there Pete, who had determined to sell the brindled cow to a butcher in Cheemaun. But she showed him who was boss, so she did. Though married Sarah Emily still kept up her show of cruel indifference, and never lost an opportunity of telling how she trampled upon her husband.
He had resigned and was going to Cheemaun to finish his law studies. Elizabeth and Rosie had cried themselves sick over the good-bys. But it was not grief that was keeping Elizabeth awake. It was the machinations of John and Charles Stuart.
She visited Mother MacAllister once a week, of course, and was some real help to her, as she was to poor Susie Martin. But she had outgrown her schoolmates, or grown away from them, even had her aunt approved of her associating with them. The Price girls had spent all their father's substance in riotous dressing, and were now in domestic service in Cheemaun.
The Science Master of Cheemaun High School put his head in at the door of the room where the "Moderns" teacher was instructing his class in French grammar. There was a flutter among the pupils as a tall young lady in a neat dark-blue dress arose. The flutter had something of apprehension in it.
"Are there any more real than these?" said Roger. "And you really like the Cheemaun, do you, Miss Hilda? and the place? I thought you would like the place." "Oh!" said Hilda, and her voice said enough. "How did you find it? How strange that I have never heard of it before! There is nothing so beautiful in the world, I am sure! Have the others been here?" "N no," answered Roger, slowly.
For it cut straight across country over hill and stream, all unmindful of Government surveys or civilized lines. Just a few miles beyond Arrow Hill it ran into the little town of Cheemaun, and on market-days its hard, white surface rang with the beat of hoofs and the rattle of wheels.
Neither she nor old mother Oliver have called on me, or noticed our engagement in any way, and Madeline's getting ready to go to the Old Country with Aunt Jarvis instead of you, Beth, and if you let her I'll never, never forgive you. We'd just love to take our wedding-trip to the Old Country I mean to go abroad, nobody in Cheemaun ever says the Old Country now but we can't. Mr.
Charles Stuart never acted like that unless his father had been giving him a scolding. Her sympathy made her responsive. "Do you?" she cried. "Oh, I'm so glad, Charles Stuart." This was making fine progress. The young man looked vastly encouraged. "I'm going away to the High School, in Cheemaun, if I pass next summer," he said, with not so much irrelevance as might appear.
Only well, it is your own place," said Hilda frankly, "and I shall always think of you here, in the dear Cheemaun, with the enchanted princesses I mean the sandpipers and the fish-hawk, and all the rest of it." "If it is mine, I may do what I like with it, and I give it to you. Will you have it?"
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