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He used to recall the remark of a lad about his own age, who was on a vacation visit to Rivervale, and had just been prepared for college at one of the famous schools. The boys liked each other and were much together in the summer, and talked about what interested them during their rambles, carrying the rod or the fowling-piece.
Rivervale was a self-respecting town, and principled against luxury and self-indulgence, and judged with a just and severe judgment the world of fashion and of the grasping, wicked millionaires. And now this world with all its vain show had plumped down in the midst of them.
I don't want a broker's board or a Chamber of Commerce here." Mr. Mavick named half a dozen, and Carmen looked for their names in the social register. "Any more?" "Why, you forgot young Burnett, who was with you last summer at Rivervale. I thought you liked him." "So I did in Rivervale. Plain farmer people. Yes, he was very nice to us.
This was, however, too dangerous ground until he knew more of life. The week's vacation allowed him by his house was passed in Rivervale.
"That we shall," the governess joined in. "At any rate, you must make us out a memorandum of what is to be seen and done and how to do it." "Yes," said Philip, gayly, "I'll write tonight a complete guide to Rivervale." "We are awfully obliged to you for what you have done." Mrs. Mavick was no doubt sincere in this. And she added, "Well, we shall all be back in the city before long."
"If this is the same person, he used to live at Rivervale. Came there, no one knew where from, and lived with his mother, a little withered old woman, on a little cleared patch up in the hills, in a comfortable sort of shanty. She used to come to the village with herbs and roots to sell.
It sort of came over me, I am such a weak sister, that there is such a lot of work done in this world with no object except the doing of it." A more recent letter: "Do you remember Aunt Hepsy, who used to keep the little thread-and-needle and candy shop in Rivervale? Such a dear, sweet, contented old soul! Always a smile and a good word for every customer.
Therefore the "establishment" went along with her to Rivervale, and the shy, modest little woman, who had dropped down into the country simplicity that she so dearly loved, greatly enjoyed the sensation that her coming produced. It needed no effort on her part to produce the sensation.
I tell you, Philip, that humanity is pretty poor stuff to build a religion on." The talk was wandering far away from what was in Philip's mind, and presently Celia perceived his want of interest. "There, that is enough about myself. I want to know all about you, your visit to Rivervale, how the publishing house suits you, how the story is growing."
It was Philip's turn to laugh at this new definition, and upon this the talk had drifted into the commonplaces of the summer situation and about Rivervale and its people. Philip regretted that his vacation would so soon be over, and that he must say good-by to all this repose and beauty, and to the intercourse that had been so delightful to him. "But you will write," Evelyn exclaimed.
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