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Lathrop makes an excellent remark in regard to "The House of the Seven Gables," that the perfection of its art seems to stand between the reader and his subject. It resembles in this respect those Dutch paintings whose enamelled surface seems like a barrier to prevent the spectator from entering the scenes which they represent.
Lathrop reddened then said quietly "Well, I admit that was a lie. Yes, she is handsome and if she were to stick to it sacrifice all her life to it in time she might make a horrible success of this thing. Will she stick to it?" "Are you in love with her, Paul?" "Of course! I am in love with all pretty women especially when I daren't shew it." "You daren't shew it?"
Mechanically Lathrop raised his hands, but his eyes turned to Miss Farrar. "Did you know?" he asked. "I have been watching them," she said, "creeping up on you for the last ten minutes." Lathrop turned to the two soldiers, and made an effort to smile. "That was very clever," he said, "but I have twenty men up the road, and behind them a regiment. You had better get away while you can."
Burnett put forth one volume of Short-stories and Miss Woolson two before they attempted the more sustained flight of the full-fledged Novel. The same may be said of Miss Jewett, of Mr. Craddock, and of Mr. Boyesen. Mr. Bishop and Mr. Lathrop and Mr. Julian Hawthorne wrote Short-stories before they wrote novels. Mr.
Lathrop, and of some of Stockton's delightful stories. My greatest triumph was in inducing him to forget for a while his intense aversion to slang and to listen to the shrewd and genial philosophy of George Ade. The work of the official humorist to J. P. was rendered particularly arduous because he carried into the field of humor, absolutely unabated, his passion for facts.
MY DEAR MRS. LATHROP, Rummaging among my papers, last evening, I ran across another letter from our "bright-eyed" and noble-hearted friend Mullet, which I think you will be glad to read, because Mullet wrote it. I therefore inclose the letter. Mullet is very hard of hearing, and on that account goes out but little.
"Not till after I get my supper," the other replied. Mrs. Lathrop sighed, and forced herself to further patience. It was all of seven when Miss Clegg finally came over. "I'll sit on the steps," she announced. "Bein' 's we're such friends, Mrs. Lathrop, I may 's well say right here 'n' now 't I would n't sit down in your kitchen this night for no money.
Shores with a cool an' even eye leads me to fully an' freely approve of every thin' as his wife ever done." "I " said Mrs. Lathrop. "Yes, I know it, an' that's why I speak as I do.
We've got trials enough, Lord knows, an' just now what with the weather an' the cleanin' house no one wants to go to church to hear about things as they all know anyhow." "I wonder " said Mrs. Lathrop, thoughtfully. "No, I would n't look for that," said Susan; "every one has their limits an' I would n't expect no man to jump over his own outside.
Lathrop was a plucky enough lad, and as Billy truthfully remarked: "We are going to have enough water before long without our turning on the weeps." So Lathrop braced up and the boys looked about them. To their intense joy they soon spied in the rocks, a short distance from where they then were, a dark hole partly overgrown by creepers, which was evidently the entrance to a cavern.
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