Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, November, 1880Various
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Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, November, 1880
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- Periodicals
Mr. Perkins, who sat next her, shook her hand in testimony of the
appreciation of all Hurville of her kindness in never once remitting
(in spite of her private feelings) the pleasant social gatherings which
were so prized by the community; and all present gave audible assent to
the unanimity of opinion on this head.
"You know that some two months before the double wedding I took my
daughters to New York for the purpose of completing the purchases I
considered necessary to furnish each with a suitable trousseau. Much
had been bought here at Mr. Perkins's nice store, almost all the
underclothing which was so much admired by their Boston friends when
the girls arrived at their husbands' homes was made here by the neat
fingers of our Hurville seamstresses, but there were a few things
for which the New York style was necessary, or at least so the girls
thought, and that was the same thing. We were in New York about ten
days, and though every moment, except when we were asleep, was absorbed
by the intricate duties of our shopping, my sense of approaching
loneliness grew deeper and sadder, until it became so overwhelming that
in spite of my efforts to conceal it from them I feared my daughters
would observe my melancholy, and that it would cast a gloom over the
last joyous days of their maidenhood. But they were too full of spirits
and excitement to notice it, and attributed whatever was unusual in my
manner to the exceptional fatigue of the occasion. Finally, our task
seemed finished, and we started for home laden with purchases, leaving
a number of unfinished orders, which were to be sent us by express when
completed. We got to the dépôt rather late, and I found a long line of
people standing before me at the ticket-office window. I was almost at
the tail of an elongated serpent of humanity which wriggled forward
with despairing slowness, and after standing a while I impatiently
left the ranks and went to where my daughters were sitting. 'We shall
never get all that baggage checked in time,' I said: 'I'm afraid we
can't get off by this train.' At that moment a young gentleman who was
awaiting his turn, and was only the second or third person from the
window, leaned toward us and said to me, 'I'll get your tickets for you
if you'll allow me. How many? Three?'--'Yes,' I answered: 'three for
Hurville, please,' offering him the money. 'Never mind that now: wait
till I bring you the tickets;' and I saw him pay for them out of his
well-stuffed wallet. Of course I refunded, with many thanks, as soon
as he brought the tickets, which he did in a minute or two, and I then
hurried away to check the baggage, while the girls went on the train to
secure seats together and get the conductor to let us face each other.
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