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Cliff had been much occupied with plans for her future in her old home. It was not to be altogether a new life. All the friends she had in the world, excepting Captain and Mrs. Horn, lived in Plainton. She did not wish to lose these friends, she did not wish to be obliged to make new ones. With simple-minded and honest Willy Croup, who had long lived with her and for her; with Mrs.

I believe that old-family lady would come and stay with you this winter, and think all the time that she was giving you something that you ought to have and which nobody in Plainton could give you but herself. And as to Miss Barbara, she'd come along as quick as lightning!" "Willy," said Mrs. Cliff, very earnestly, "have you any good reason to believe that the Thorpedykes are in money trouble?"

This time it was a gentleman, a very fine gentleman, with a high silk hat and a handsome overcoat trimmed with fur fur on the collar, fur on the sleeves, and fur down the front. Willy had never seen such a coat. It was October and it was cool, but there was no man in Plainton who would have worn such a coat as that so early in the season even if he had one.

Portman, and the other to be coaled and sent back to Vera Cruz, with her officers and her crew, and our whole party, including Captain Hagar, sailed in the next mail steamer for New York. It was late in the summer, and Mrs. Cliff dwelt happy and serene in her native town of Plainton, Maine.

She soon discovered that he was the only person in Plainton who knew her real fortune, and this was a bond of sympathy and union between them, and she became aware that she had succeeded in impressing him with her desire to live upon her fortune in such a manner that it would not interfere with her friendships or associations, and her lifelong ideas of comfort and pleasure.

But even with this generous self-denial she found herself in Plainton with a balance of some thousands of dollars in her possession, and as much more in Edna's hands, which the latter had insisted that she would hold subject to order. What would the neighbors think of Captain Horn's abnormal bounteousness if they knew this? With what a yearning, aching heart Mrs.

"Of course they can," said Miss Cushing, "and I say that if she has any friends in Plainton, and everybody knows she has, it's time for them to do something!" "The trouble is, what to do, and who is to do it," remarked Mrs. Ferguson. "What to do is easy enough," said Miss Cushing, "but who is to do it is another matter." "And what would you do?" asked Mrs. Wells.

Cliff, an elderly and charitable resident of Plainton, Maine, all distrust was dropped, and was succeeded in some instances by the hope that the yacht might not be wrecked before it reached Jamaica. The pilot left the Summer Shelter; three of the clergymen shovelled coal; four of them served as deck hands; and two others ran around as assistant cooks and stewards; Mr. Portman and Mr.

Three days after this she received a telegram from Captain Horn, stating that he would sail in an hour, and the next day she and her little party took a train for New York. On the high-street of the little town of Plainton, Maine, stood the neat white house of Mrs.

Here, really, was an opportunity of stemming the current of her income without shocking any of her social instincts! It was not long before Mr. Burke began to be a very important personage in Plainton.

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