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Updated: October 12, 2025

"Of course," said John Gayther, "the young lady's parents or perhaps she did not have any parents?" The Daughter of the House frowned. "Now, John," said she, "I don't want anything said about parents. There were no parents in this case, at least none to be considered. I don't say whether they were dead or not, but the story has nothing to do with them.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

At this point John Gayther, who had been in wars, began to wonder, even if soldiers in these days should engage in single combat with long swords, how one of them could be wounded in the left arm; but he did not interrupt the story. "The first thing that shaped itself clearly in Almia's mind was the fear of being left alone in these woods.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"I was just as wild to know what it was the brig was resting on as the stock-broker was; but I had the advantage of him, for I believed that I could find out, and, at any rate, I determined to try. Did you ever hear of a water-glass, miss?" "No, I never did," said the Daughter of the House, who was listening with great interest. "Well, I will try to describe one to you," said John Gayther.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

He had chartered a steamer, and he had on board of her a president, a secretary, a treasurer, a board of trustees, and four derricks. We steamed away and soon left him, and I am very sure that if his company had ever declared any dividends I should have heard of it." "And that is the end of your story, John Gayther?" said the Daughter of the House, as she rose from her seat.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"My conscience!" exclaimed John Gayther, "that was dangerous. And then, you know, nurses hardly ever carry pistols." "But this was necessary," said she, "as you will see as the story goes on. Then, when she put on a long waterproof cloak which covered everything, she was ready to go to the war."

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"Mamma," said the Daughter of the House, as the two walked out of the garden, "don't you think that John Gayther is very intelligent?" "I have always thought him remarkably intelligent," her mother replied. "I have noticed that gardeners generally are a thoughtful, intelligent race of men."

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"I was afraid of that! I was afraid of that!" exclaimed the Mistress of the House. "And I, too," said her daughter, with tears in her eyes; "that was one of the ways in which I worked it out. But it is too dreadful. John Gayther, don't you think you have made a mistake? If you were to consider it all carefully don't you really believe it could not be that, at least not quite that?"

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"There is some truth in what you say, miss," answered John Gayther, with a proud glance at the Mistress of the House, who was not ashamed to return it, "for Jaqui could not help thinking that if old Dr.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

"And get himself picked off by a sharp-shooter," thought John Gayther, but he did not interrupt.

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein

John Gayther stood respectfully until the Master of the House motioned to him to sit on his stool. "Good morning, John," he cried heartily. "We've piped all hands to yarns. I have heard what you can do in this line, and we shall call upon you before long. This time you are privileged to listen. You can let somebody else cut your asparagus and dig your potatoes this morning."

Frank Richard Stockton - John Gayther's Garden and the Stories Told Therein